Sgt. James Harper (Chris Pine, also producing) is a Special Forces agent honorably discharged without benefits because his blood work came back “filthy” with pain-killing drugs. Back home, his wife (Gillian Armstrong) and son barely recognize the man seated at the kitchen table while his actions — who repairs a roof in the middle of the night? — give cause for alarm. The only time Harper comes alive is around fellow veterans, the men with whom killing was a way of life. The same mundanity that had me looking at my watch during the opening family reunion ended up being essential to the character’s progression from family man, to friend grateful for Mike’s (Ben Foster) offer to get him work in the private sector where a clearer picture of his mercenary past comes into focus. Foster and Kiefer Sutherland offer strong support, but Pine's portrait of a family man possessed with such little regard for the family of man is nothing short of chilling. But it's not enough to carry a picture fraught with overfamiliarity. What began with the promise of putting a different spin on a disillusioned military ends in thundering predictability. (2022) — Scott Marks