THE EXPENDABLES 5

In what is billed as the final stand, The Expendables 5: World at War embraces its identity as a living, breathing museum of classic action with a triumphant, explosive grin. This is not a film of subtlety or reinvention; it is a victory lap for a bygone era, executed with such sheer, joyful commitment to excess that it becomes a masterclass in the genre it celebrates. The premise is gloriously simple: a global crisis that serves as the ultimate excuse to gather the last titans on one screen. Sylvester Stallone’s Barney Ross, the grizzled heart of the franchise, becomes the captured prize, setting the stage for a rescue mission of apocalyptic proportions.

The film’s brilliance lies in its perfected pairings. Jason Statham’s Lee Christmas, all lethal precision and dry wit, is forced to team up with Jackie Chan’s legendary Interpol agent, a master of improvised, acrobatic chaos. Their dynamic is the film’s comedic and combat engine—a hilarious and thrilling clash of styles that pays off in spectacularly choreographed set pieces. However, the true wild card and scene-stealer is Nicolas Cage as the villainous arms dealer. Unleashed to his maximum, unhinged potential, Cage delivers a performance that is “terrifyingly hilarious,” a monologuing maestro of madness whose plan to “reset” the world provides the perfect, absurd canvas for the carnage to come.

The action is a relentless, practical-effects-heavy symphony of fire, metal, and fistfights. It culminates in a finale so audaciously over-the-top—the infamous “double-bazooka” moment—that it transcends criticism and becomes a pure, patriotic, popcorn-popping monument to action cinema. With a score of 9.9/10, World at War is the perfect send-off. It understands its mission: to deliver one last, earth-shattering, cheer-inducing blast of nostalgia, camaraderie, and unapologetic machismo. It’s a love letter written in gunpowder and sweat, proving that while these heroes may be Expendable, their brand of spectacle is forever.

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