It's safe to say that Mike "The Miz" Mizanin's favorite
catchphrase "Awwwwwsome!!" won't be used to describe
The Marine 3:Homefront. WWE Studios' signature franchise, best known for packing more
slow-motion dives away from explosions than the action genre has ever seen, has
been on a rapidly deteriorating path ever since John Cena led the first film
back in 2006. With shoddy direction by Scott Wiper and a charisma-free
performance by Mizanin, 'Homefront' makes the other two installments look like
fine art by comparison.

The WWE has always had a close relationship with the military, and
TheMarine series is just another way in which they pay tribute. It's a worthwhile
idea, but would mean a whole lot more if they spent a little time bringing in
some quality talent to make it work. After an intro that resembles a military
recruitment ad, we're introduced to Marine Sgt. Jake Carter, who returns to his
tiny hometown of Bridgeton for two weeks of rest and relaxation. There's some
mystery whether or not PTSD factors into his situation, but for some reason
Jake is a complete powder keg and loose cannon. He quickly gets under the skin
of his two sisters, Lilly (the talented Ashley Bell) and Amanda (Camille
Sullivan), and gets into a fight at the local bar.

Floundering and unable to acclimate back into society even for five minutes,
Jake lucks out when Lilly and her boyfriend witness a murder committed by Pope
(Neal McDonough), a left-wing radical planning some sort of extremist Occupy
Wall Street terror display. Seriously. When his gang kidnaps Lilly to keep her
quiet, Jake finally has something to do, which is spring into action guns
loaded.
Or at least that's what one would expect, considering that's all
The Marine
movies are around for. But actually that's not what happens at all. Instead,
Jake finds himself kept on the sideline while a sadistic FBI agent runs the
show, callously sending his men into a battlefield where they get wiped out by
Pope's heavily armed goons. After roughly an hour of poorly-staged action by
characters we could care less about, Mizanin finally gets a chance to put his
in-ring talents on full display.
Mizanin, who began his career on MTV's
The Real World before becoming
a WWE superstar, has grown by leaps and bounds as a pro wrestler. His charisma
is boundless in the squared circle, but he hasn't discovered how to tap into it
as a film star. He seems to be leaning on what works for him on Monday Night
Raw, which doesn't exactly call for a lot of nuance. Fortunately his physicality
and athleticism go a long way, and he gets a couple of impressive, brutal fight
scenes.

Not that anyone was expecting a lot of subtlety to the script, but it's
laughably bone-headed in a number of ways. It's especially noticeable when
situations that require a little finesse are approached, such as Jake's
inability to fit in to normal society, or Pope's incomprehensible ramblings
about economic inequality. Nor is Jake's military experience much of a factor,
as he bulls into the fighting without a hint of strategy. Not that it matters
because there's never really any threat to him, anyway. Numerous times Jake's
enemies get the jump on him with assault rifles but miss from pointblank range,
only to be quickly dispatched moments later. Scott Wiper, who directed the
underrated actioner
The Condemned, has zero idea how to frame the action, but no
matter what he chooses it's always dull. When he too gets bored of his
own camerawork, Wiper trots out a jarring first-person perspective that simply
makes no logical sense.
There isn't an awful lot that
The Marine 3: Homefront gets right, even
wasting the talents of
The Last Exorcism's Ashley Bell and generally enjoyable
Neal McDonough. Chances are there will be a fourth film, with some other WWE
superstar in the title role, but hopefully after three straight total disasters
they'll take this as an opportunity to tap out.
Rating: 2 out of 5