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A former Colonel in the Special Forces returns home from the Middle East and becomes a vigilante, murdering criminals and the corrupt, while one of his fellow soldiers is intent on stopping him.

Colonel Robert Sikes is on a mission to rid his city of crime. As a stealthy, one-man assault team, he will take on street gangs, mobsters, and politicians with extreme prejudice until his mission is complete. His former protégé, William Porter, teams up with the local police department to bring his former commander to justice and prevent him from further vigilantism.

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It's hard to imagine that there are still enough Steven Seagal fans out there to make his movies profitable, but then again, action movie fans aren't very picky about their late night VOD fare while binging on booze and pizza. The latest effort from the bloated, aging star is Michael Winnick's thriller as bland as its title. Be warned, though, that like so many recent Bruce Willis vehicles, the presumed leading man of Code of Honor is more of a supporting player, with the less marketable Craig Sheffer receiving the lion's share of screen time.

Demonstrating his character's badass credentials by mowing down a dozen bad guys in the opening scene alone, Seagal plays Robert Sikes, a former special-ops operative (natch) who has become a crime-fighting vigilante after being emotionally traumatized by the random drive-by killing of his wife and son. Of course, we don't actually get to see that horrific event or his reaction to it, because that would require, you know, acting.

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"He's trained to blend into any city, any terrain," Porter ominously informs them, although the massive, goateed Seagal, his jet black hair resembling Astroturf, doesn't exactly register as inconspicuous. Speaking his mercifully few lines in an indeterminate accent apparently meant to sound Southern, he looks like he can barely move. In his one hand-to-hand combat scene, he mostly flails his arms about wildly, with a considerably more lithe body double taking his place in silhouette.

There's nary a single B-action movie cliché missed, from the obligatory strip club scene to the star walking away from an explosion in slow-motion to the single mom stripper (Helena Mattson) and her adorable tyke to the vicious mob boss (James Russo) who takes matters into his own hands.

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And the major plot twist at the end is as derivative as it is ridiculous.