‘Sabotage’ Is Nasty, Brutish, And Not Short Enough  Sabotage
opens with Arnold Schwarzenegger, as drug enforcement agent John
“Breacher” Wharton, sitting in front of his computer screen
watching a video of a woman being tortured. He’s obviously
disturbed by it, judging by the look on his craggy face. It’s a
nasty, brutish job he has.  By the time the movie was over, I
shared his dismay.  After that brief, if intensely unpleasant
prologue, the movie quickly gets down to its own dirty business,
jumping to a scene of Breacher as he leads his team of elite
commandos in a bloody assault on a drug dealer’s compound. As
the bodies of the bad guys pile up, the movie’s apparent mantra
— “Target down!” — is evoked again and again as these officers
with military-grade weapons move through the house, shouting
terse instructions to each other and recording kills with a
regularity that’s almost fetishistic. Although the violence ebbs
and flows, it never stops. If anything, the waves of mayhem
pound harder and with greater