'Heads of State' Review: Elba and Cena Elevate an Otherwise Forgettable Action-Comedy
John Cena and Idris Elba in 'Heads of State.' Courtesy of Amazon MGM Studios
Elba and Cena show up, but the script doesn’t — 'Heads of State' aims for buddy-comedy brilliance and crash-lands in mediocrity.
In a cinematic landscape oversaturated with recycled premises and high-concept genre mashups, Heads of State at least dares to try something novel. A political satire fused with a globetrotting action-comedy, it pairs the President of the United States (John Cena) with the Prime Minister of the United Kingdom (Idris Elba) in a high-stakes, low-logic espionage adventure. On paper, this should be a hit: big stars, big action, big laughs. But while the ingredients are there, the execution is largely half-baked, weighed down by a paint-by-numbers script and setpieces that aim for outrageous but land on familiar.
Directed by Ilya Naishuller (Nobody), Heads of State kicks off with a wink and a bang, introducing Will Derringer, a fictional U.S. president who’s more movie star than statesman. Cena plays him with his signature mix of self-awareness and physical comedy—an action hero who never quite grew up. Elba’s Prime Minister Sam Clarke, by contrast, is all British stoicism and gravitas, a career politician and ex-military man trying to maintain decorum in a chaotic world. The comedic tension between the two is immediate and effective. They bicker, bond, and battle their way across Europe in a series of increasingly ludicrous situations.
The film’s first act holds the most promise. Clarke's exasperation at Derringer’s showmanship gives rise to several genuinely funny exchanges. “You’re not a DJ in Vegas,” Clarke snaps at a press conference gone off-script. It’s the kind of snarky, politically-charged humor the film could have used more of. Unfortunately, once the pair are forced onto a diplomatic flight together—an obvious setup for a mid-air assassination attempt disguised as a press tour—the story shifts gears into generic action territory.
That turning point comes when assassins disguised as flight attendants attack Air Force One. Cue parachute jumps, aerial fistfights, and a flaming wreckage plummeting into the sea. The duo escapes—naturally—and finds themselves stranded behind enemy lines, presumed dead. From here, Heads of State devolves into a long and often repetitive chase sequence, with stops in Belarus, Warsaw, and various train yards and back alleys, all rendered in a glossy but forgettable fashion.
Still, the film coasts on its two stars. Cena leans into his character’s vanity and incompetence without losing his charm. There’s a sincerity to his performance that makes Will Derringer more than just a Trump parody or a Schwarzenegger gag. He’s a movie star turned politician who genuinely wants to do good, even if he has no idea how. Elba’s performance as Clarke is equally invested, grounding the absurdity in emotional reality. His deadpan delivery and dry wit are used to great effect, especially in moments of comic relief.
John Cena, Jack Quaid and Idris Elba in 'Heads of State.' Courtesy of Amazon MGM Studios
The supporting cast is a mixed bag. Priyanka Chopra Jonas plays Noel, an MI6 agent undercover as a journalist. Introduced during Spain’s tomato-splattered La Tomatina festival, she vanishes for large stretches of the film before reemerging with a vengeance. Her fight scenes are among the film’s best choreographed, and Chopra’s presence brings welcome energy. Paddy Considine is reliably menacing as an arms dealer central to the larger plot, though his screen time is limited. Carla Gugino lends gravitas to the underwritten role of Vice President, while Jack Quaid plays the hapless, overeager CIA station chief with his usual quirky charm. Sarah Niles and Richard Coyle, as the duo’s handlers, offer some welcome banter but are underutilized.
Naishuller’s direction is workmanlike. Having previously directed the inventive Nobody, his touch here feels strangely uninspired. The action sequences, while competently executed, lack inventiveness. There’s a standout moment involving a car chase through Eastern Europe with Elba reversing the presidential limo down narrow alleys, but it’s the exception rather than the rule. Much of the action blends into the over-edited visual mush that’s become all too common in modern streaming fare.
John Cena and Idris Elba in 'Heads of State.' Courtesy of Amazon MGM Studios
The screenplay, credited to Josh Applebaum, André Nemec, and Harrison Query, flirts with timely political commentary but pulls its punches. A late-in-the-game twist reveals the true villain—a disillusioned nationalist who wants to dismantle NATO and remake the world order in isolationist terms. It’s a scene that awkwardly invokes the “America First” slogan and aims for topical relevance, but feels shoehorned into a story otherwise uninterested in genuine satire. It’s neither sharp enough to be meaningful nor outrageous enough to be funny.
What’s most frustrating is that beneath the gunfire, globetrotting, and buddy-cop antics, there’s a better movie begging to get out. One that fully commits to skewering modern geopolitics, or that dials up the absurdity to Spy or Hot Fuzz levels. Instead, we’re left with a film that doesn’t quite trust its audience—or its stars—enough to color outside the lines.
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There are flickers of inspiration. A subplot about media manipulation, the optics of leadership, and staged diplomacy offers a few cutting observations. The film’s nods to classic espionage cinema—from True Lies to Mission: Impossible—are well-intentioned, if never fully realized. And the ending, with its rapid resolution and forced reconciliation, at least wraps things up with a smile. But that smile fades quickly.
Ultimately, Heads of State is a competent distraction—an easy streaming watch that coasts on the charisma of its leads and the occasional clever gag. It’s not a total misfire, but it lacks the boldness or wit to distinguish itself in a crowded genre. Elba and Cena are ready for prime time; the script, unfortunately, is still stuck in the development stage.