I guess Mel Gibson felt like he had to do something to take the glow off his recent divorce, the drunken tirade, and his new girlfriend. Well, this wasn't the way to do it! Predictable to a tee, blood was substituted for dialog, and frankly the cinematography was weak.
In short, it's a waste of nearly two precious hours that should be spent with good friends, or curled up with a good book.