Typical action film. Lots of stunts, some explosions, lots of gunplay.
Major film stars: Jason Statham, Clive Owen, Robert De Niro.
Overall, not bad. I’d give it three out of five stars, but I have one teensy little gripe:
Why oh why does Hollywood worship the three-day beard? Especially when it comes to Jason Statham? It’s his signature characteristic. “Now performing, Jason Statham’s beard!” This film takes place over literally weeks, yet his beard never gets longer, nor is he ever clean-shaven, even when the situation he’s in suggests he ought to be (impersonating a doctor, for instance). It’s one of those “suspension of disbelief” things. Beat the hell out of a guy while you’re zip-tied to a chair with your hands behind your back? OK! Wear a three-day beard for weeks on end? Don’t think so. He shaves his head but not his face? WTFF?
That is all. My “profound” gland seems to be all tapped out at the moment.