i love these dopey action programmers, they just don't make them anymore. very mid-90s. hot garbage like this is especially amusing when it's wrapped up in self-contradictory libertarian nonsense. probably the cleanest action of Fuqua's career though, especially an assault on a farmhouse that follows Wahlberg while he zeroes down his perimeter one henchman at a time before it escalates into a full-blown firefight. tight geography and sticky headshots.
a personal note: i read Charles Henderson's "Marine Sniper", about Carlos Hathcock, when i was 11. at the time that was my preferred career path after astronaut. the idea of deadheading a guy with a .308 round at 800 yards was unbelievably tantalizing to me. i was kind of a fucked up kid.