Review by xxharrison

Wahlberg plays a working guy roped in to shadowy spy unit, The Union, by ex girlriend Berry. The opening scene sees Berry the only survivor of a botched mission in Trieste. All her comrades are shot while she survives a limp wristed karate attack. Hmmmm. Time to get an ordinary guy to save the world. Such a daft premise could only succeed in a comedy, but The Union forgets to be funny. There's loads of shooting and shouting, while explosions and an extremely loud sound level with an intrusive, even louder soundtrack ensure the film packs plenty of volume. But volume doesn't necessarily equate with comedy. It might not suppress the wit and character of the two leads; when have Wahlberg and Berry ever shown any character; but it does drown out much of the dialogue. Probably no harm. Leave your brain at the door? Bring earmuffs? Just don't watch the thing. A script for and by people who stick fridge magnets to their foreheads is never going to engage.