"Seven" is less polished than Andy Sidaris' later girls-with-guns movies from 1985 to 1998, but it has some of his trademarks: exotic locales, topless women, helicopters, and things/people blowing up. It's disjointedly scripted and crudely directed (with more than one guest appearance by the boom mike), but if you survive the unexciting first hour, the remaining 30 minutes do have some action - and some Peckinpah-style bloodletting. ** out of 4.
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