I had no problem with the lead. It was the cookie-cutter stereotyping of all the other parts he was dangled into. It is a groan-inducing narrative mechanism, to me at least, to see a character and within a few beats know precisely what kind of part he will play. People aren't like that in real life, as any person who interacts with people on a daily basis knows quite well, and stereotyping is always dangerous. Subtlety and the slow teasing out of details are the intriguing aspects of conversation, but they don't have time for that. So, stereotyping is the order of the day. No thinking involved. The second you see some characters, you immediately know their entire arc for the series. It's just sloppy and predictable writing, done by sloppy and predictable writers.
Oh, and YouTube showed me what I guess is a Climactic Fight later on, with a bunch of naughty guys in a dark mansion and Our Hero eliminating them one by one. Until the last guy, who somehow managed to stay attached to a crowbar. With this crowbar, he delivers manful thwacks to Our Hero about the arms and head. A good dozen or so. Now, I don't know about you, but I have done enough demo work to know that a crowbar as shown is 1.) Heavy, 2.) Made of tough steel, and 3.) When swung at full tilt, will crack right through a little arm bone, and outright shatter the delicate bones of the face. I don't care how Big and Tough Our Hero is, after the second or third manful thwack, he'd be done for the evening.
Sigh. It's that sort of thing that tends to prevent the willing suspension of disbelief.