By the midpoint of Mutiny, Jason Statham’s latest punch ’em up, the prevailing thought was, “Haven’t I reviewed this already?” Earlier in 2026, we got Shelter, another Statham action film in which he threw punches, fired bullets, and quipped tired one-liners. Mutiny has its idiosyncrasies, but its essence is interchangeable with his earlier 2026 film, A Working Man, and countless other Statham films. At least this time he’s killing the human traffickers rather than sending kids their way.

Even the premise plays like a pick’n’mix version of an action film: a Bangkok-based security guard, Cole Reed (Statham), is framed for the murder of his boss, going on the run to prove his innocence. Before you can register the ripping off of The Fugitive, Reed finds himself on a ferry tied to his boss’s shipping company. Inside one of the containers are Thai migrants being human trafficked for purposes never divulged. Thus, out come the guns and fists to exterminate the crew, led by the stubborn captain (Roland Mǿller). Reed is accompanied by the ship’s turncloak third mate (Annabelle Wallis); otherwise, the title wouldn’t make sense.

Movies like Mutiny cosplay as superior action titles like Die Hard without understanding what made those films work. It delivers rote action scenes of broken bones and piles of ammunition, which might be enough for some audiences, but it forgets to supply a reason for us to care beyond the rule of cool. The best action stories work because we feel the hero’s humanity, providing a foundation for their motives and subsequent determination. From John Wick to Saving Private Ryan, it’s vulnerability that paves the way for epic demonstrations of strength, resolve, and heroism.

Reed is a blank slate even by Statham movie standards. His expressions are constantly hardened. His backstory is military, and police decorations are dictated to us through exposition. His skillset includes loading guns, sterilising wounds, and mastery of chess (although, based on the brief shot we get of the board, he doesn’t know how to check with a knight properly). Reed is a fantasy to gawk at and swoon over rather than identify with. He always has a plan, and his demeanour is always calm, whether he’s cradling his dead boss or fighting five-on-one brawls. It takes until the climax for him to receive so much as a puncture wound. If his character was any flatter, he wouldn’t be visible to the naked eye.

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Where are the stakes? Where’s the excitement beyond smatterings of fake CGI blood and the odd fluid camera movement? Mutiny is helmed by Jean-Francǫis Richet, who also directed the much better Plane. We know he understands what makes a fun, tense action picture. But his direction is distant here, braving waves of autopilot as Reed and the cumbersome script he serves lurks from one dimly lit corridor fight to the next. Occasionally the fights take place on stairs or in vents. One, admittedly, cool fisticuff takes place on a Passenger Boarding Bridge, as Reed has to swing round the entire circumference of the platform to evade attacks. But, for the most part, it’s the same run-hide-fight-repeat formula over and over. Soon enough one begins to ponder the length of the ship; its corridors have been run down that many times.

Were the acting not so wooden, and the filmmaking not so disengaged, this might’ve been tolerable popcorn entertainment. But never at any point does one feel the weight of the story or action, their urgency, or lack thereof, punctuated by laboured, unimaginative dialogue. It’s just as hollow thematically, its observations on human grit and protecting the weak feeling cheap at best and creepy at worst (women are treated as sidekicks and damsels with no in-between). It’s nowhere near 2026’s worst film – it can’t be when Melania, Michael and Ice-Cream Man all exist – but it commits the cardinal sin of all half-decent action films: it’s head-achingly boring. During the final standoff, the musical score just stops, as if even the craft gave up on the film’s hackneyed routine.

Jason Statham can make whatever film he wants. That’s his creative right, and he has been good in past works. Snatch, The Transporter, and the first Meg are all fun films in their own unique ways. 2015’s Spy even proved that Statham’s a natural at comedy. But surely even he’s going to get tired of making effectively the same film repeatedly? At some point the money can’t be worth it anymore. Whatever he does next is his business, but if he keeps this up much longer, he’s going to find the audience withholding their wallets, committing their own proverbial mutiny.

★★

In UK cinemas August 21st / Jason Statham, Annabelle Wallis, Roland Møller, Adrian Lester, Ramon Tikaram, Arnas Fedaravičius, Jason Wong / Dir: Jean‑François Richet / Sky Cinema / 15