Look, no one buys or rents this kind of film expecting high concept, high budget movie-making. If you're even looking at it then you surely aren't expecting Steven Spielberg!
So it's unfair to criticise a straight-to-dvd B-movie for its obvious drawbacks. There's only so much you can do with a limited budget.
The Hard Corps uses its limited resources to the full, as far as I can see. The role is a really good one for Van Damme; he's no spring chicken any more but this character and scenario gives him an opportunity to shine as the short-talking, kick-boxing action man.
The script clunks along to start with and the set up for the main characters isn't original -- but it gets you into the plot pretty quick, and the gunfire starts flying within 15 minutes. And hey; you're watching this to be entertained, right?
The action is based in urban American gangsta-rapper land, so you should expect a smattering of string bikinis and gold lame shorts (on the girls! Not Van Damme. Obviously), and plenty of mf-ing language. Plus heaps of semi-automatic gunfire and a stand up fight between Jean Claude and a boxer whose 15 years younger than him. Oh, and a pack of rottweilers eating a bad guy.
What's not to like?