Eliminators (2016)

Eliminators is the kind of lean, no-nonsense action thriller that knows exactly what you came for: Scott Adkins in full command, delivering fights that land with clarity, speed, and bruising impact. Director James Nunn keeps the pacing tight and the geography of each brawl readable, building to set pieces that feel bigger than the film’s modest scale—especially when the action takes to striking London locations. The vibe is gritty and urgent, with a protective-father intensity that gives the mayhem a human pulse instead of just noise. It’s not for viewers who shy away from hard-R violence and rough language, but if you want efficiently staged combat and an action star doing what he does best, it’s an easy recommendation.

Eliminators is trying to be a lean, no-nonsense “dad on the run” action thriller built around Scott Adkins doing what he does best: efficient, hard-hitting fight work with real physicality. The problem is everything between the punches—thin plotting, clunky dialogue, and a script that feels like it’s sprinting past character and logic to reach the next scuffle. If you need a smart cat-and-mouse story or believable emotional stakes to stay invested, this will likely feel like a cheap connector between set pieces. But if you’re happy treating it as a serviceable, violent B-movie where the action is the main event, it delivers enough bruising momentum to kill 90 minutes.