If all you need from a film intent on leaving its biggest questions to be answered in a sequel that will never come is the thump sound from gun silencers then Trigger Point is your movie.

Most of Trigger Point is a combination of spy cliches and slapdash plotting, although at least Feore commits fully to the inanity.

Barry Pepper takes more head shots than a high school yearbook photographer in Trigger Point. The ending will either leave audiences infuriated or thirsty for more cranium popping fun.