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Amid a mainstream football match, a gathering of hazardous fear mongers kidnap a young lady. Her uncle is a previous solid soldier who has an extraordinary history in wars. He experiences an energizing experience trying to save her and furthermore bring those fear mongers for equity.
The conceit here is that the fans have no idea that terrorists are in the stadium. They may be irritated that their mobile phones don't work but are too busy watching the game to notice the killers in their midst.
Scott Mann gives the action a fair degree of oomph, Bautista supplies lunk-headed charm and Pierce Brosnan adds class as an enigmatic bearded figure in the stadium crowd.
Final Score puts a cheeky British spin on the set-up, and it's hard not to smile when an American character gets thumped for calling the sport soccer instead of football.
Final Score offers nothing in the way of originality or social commentary - it's just a big, fun, brash, noisy action flick headed by someone eyeing up The Rock from a distance - and more power to it's elbow.
Bautista is a capable fighter but shaky cameras make a lot of the action hard to follow and the writers haven't made the most of the film's unusual setting.
To observe that Final Score is yet another Die Hard knockoff may be tiresome, but it's not as if the film gives one much of a choice, as it offers up a ceaseless barrage of scenes lifted from the John McTiernan classic.