The A-Team

No one’s coming to a big-screen version of the lunkheaded TV show expecting The Hurt Locker. But would it have killed the editors to let a single shot breathe for more than two seconds? Diced into hash, the action sequences are unusually painful: poundingly loud and punctuated by Liam Neeson’s bark, Bradley Cooper’s manic heehawing and a total lack of clarity. Does it matter if the elite squad is squaring off against some shady CIA tools and Blackwateresque mercenaries? The smidgen of topicality is buried under tons of noise, and poor Quinton Jackson can barely get out from under Mr. T’s Mohawk.—Joshua Rothkopf

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