Like a Lord of War lite, Todd Phillips' War Dogs possesses that Michael Bay-ish style and look, a movie so concerned about how it appears to the eye that it completely avoids leaving an impression on the brain. Jonah Hill, whose weight seems to fluctuate in the last decade, now looks like a large barrel of gunpowder once again, and his large chin crowds the bottom of every shot he's in. Miles Teller is only slightly less annoying, but not for the lack of talent; the script leaves very little for his character to do than to channel an-average-honest-everyday-guy - a male masseuse with a conflicting conscience about the morality of his new arms-dealer lifestyle - all the while dealing with his girlfriend's cliched storyline, a la Phillips' Due Date. War Dogs isn't so much a drama or a comedy or an action flick with anything insightful to say about warfare or ethics or people: it's simply a two-hour commercial about human excess.
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