MrSneakyMan’s review published on Letterboxd:
It has it's moments. That swimming pool scene is dynamite. Most of the "Flaming Truck Grill" sequence is good. In fact nearly all of the action scenes are good. It's the interstitial stuff that hurts.
It all relies on contrivances so profound that it kind of breaks the movie ten ways to Sunday. Why don't they grab the weapon that the killer dropped when the killer is down? Why don't they shoot the killer when they have a point blank shot? Why don't they run and hide to someplace that ISN'T the most obvious place?
Certain segments are phenomenal. The film as a whole doesn't flow together and it regresses hard into early 2000s territory.