Derivative, dreary and painfully silly whenever it tries to leaven the testosterone-heavy action with sensitive, character-driven interludes: How did screenwriter David Webb Peoples (BLADE RUNNER, UNFORGIVEN) wind up with his name on such drivel? Let's
blame director Paul Andersen for the simplistic mess: MORTAL KOMBAT, wildly successful though it was, suggested little other than a talent for putting actors through the motions of whaling the crap out of each other. Sgt. Todd (Kurt Russell) was selected at birth to enter a top-secret training
program that molds mere human flesh into hardened killing machines, harshly discarding recruits who don't make the grade. The...