I mean, it's whatever. Eisenberg's very typical reticent, twitchy character archetype being used in service of a balls-to-the-walls action film arouses some curiosity, but his generally poor chemistry with the rest of the cast, alongside the inescapable sinking feeling that he's giving a listless performance, more or less nullifies any intrigue the premise initially inspires. Nourizadeh infrequently crafts some decent shoot-em-up scenery with bullets and detritus flying in all directions, but the script juggles its (stale) stoner humor and bloody…