This is a 30 minute review (meaning it reflects only the first 30 minutes of the narrative leaving 1.36 hrs unseen): low budget; casting wrong; fight sequence badly edited and unbelievable; dialogue hackneyed; the narrative is cliche, done a million times by the many Liam Neeson movies, the Equalizer trilogy, Satham’s The Beekeeper, and on and on. Clifton Collins as the friend turned enemy “the bad guy” antagonist is typecasting him. Aaron Eckhart must have been motivated by the money because reading the script would have been laughable. The first lesson in writing fiction is never cause your audience to suspend their belief in the narrative. The fundamental failure of The Bricklayer (and his deadly trowel) is that the audience is persistently challenged unintentionally to suspend our belief. Aaron Eckhart is never really the Bricklayer, and the Bricklayer is never really a spy thriller. I give it a rating of 2 out of 10. Someone should have sent the script back for a rewrite.