The first american film from British director Stephen Reynolds, 12 ROUNDS 3 suffers the same plight his Danny Dyer-starring breakout film VENDETTA in that it looks the biz (thanks largely to DOP Mahlon Todd Williams) but Reynolds proves that he isn't an actors director.
When he's not dealing with trite, cliched dialogue (you can play a great drinking game at home as you predict the next lines) he's working with performers so wooden they belong in a kitchen drawer. Top it off with some of the most inane story inconsistencies (for instance, why would three cops show up to a suburban house to murder a witness and wear their badges for everyone to see?!) and you have a film that's hard to buy into regardless of how far-fetched it is to start with.
And yes, we know it's a simple WWE film that's designed to be a vehicle to get the wrestlers on screen and they're not high-art, but speak to Scott Wiper, because both his WWE films (THE CONDEMNED and THE MARINE 3) had more heart than a dozen 12 ROUNDS.
To say it's better than part 2 in the series is damning it with faint praise. Part 3 will suffice for the action junkie's criteria but little else.