This is not a great movie, nor even a good one, really. It’s pretty boneheaded, and there are some obvious franchise-building moments that devalue many of its other merits. But the intricacy of the action and the ferocity of Jordan’s performance kept me in my seat. There’s also a potent Black-ness to the film that feels new for this genre; Jordan and Turner-Smith have a fascinating platonic chemistry. It’s also less well explored than it should be; a scene where police confront Jordan’s character after a particularly violent interaction seems far too anodyne not to raise eyebrows. Still, director Stefano Sollima’s taut action direction provides a worthwhile core, even if the sum total is underwhelming.