In an action and adventure atmosphere, the movie follows a Black Ops, a secret operation by CIA, whose target is to transport someone to Mile 22 where they can extract important information from him. But he is a target for many evil organizations and gangsters so the agency has selected James Silva to do this mission for his efficiency with his team Overwatch.
For a movie so excited to tell a story about the CIA's most highly-prized and least understood unit, it sure doesn't do much to ensure you leave any more informed than you were when you sat down.
Ill-conceived and miscast, Mile 22 mistakes flashy computer graphics for narrative intensity, quick cutting for compelling action, and quirks for characterization.
Berg and Wahlberg deliver a relentlessly paced, addictively slick paramilitary thriller actively catering to fans of gonzo brutality and turbocharged machismo.
Berg and Wahlberg continue their movie bromance with the fourth and, perhaps, least appealing pairing of the producer/director with his certified producer/star.
The two times Uwais is allowed to bust out his fighting moves, the scenes are Cuisinarted into incomprehensible shreds, and the point becomes not the precision and virtuosity of his skills, but the broken bones and spurting gore that end each mano-a-mano.
