The
movie, directed by Simon West ("Con
Air"),
is nothing more than a hyper-active violent B-flick shot in muddled
sepia tones. Remade after a Charles Bronson movie, "The
Mechanic"
plays it cool and fast, doing away with things it doesn't aboslutely
need, things like character developement or plot. It just move
forward at breakneck-speed through required checkpoints. By the end
of it, you'll hardly even remember what it was all about.
It's all designed to dazzle you with its ultra-violent action scenes
and no-nonsense attitude, but it does find a way for the two leading
actors to stand out among all the mayhem. Statham is perfect as the
professional hitman. He's cool and reserved. A man of few words,
calculated and always looking for the clean hit. Foster is equally
effective as the hot-headed rookie, full of anger and frustration.
They team up and do their jobs, forming an uneasy alliance that
pretty much holds the focus of the plot, giving us something to hold
on to as the scenes in this movie whizz past us like bullets in a
firefight.
In
a way "The
Mechanic"
is better than you'd expect, because it doesn't get entangled in
excessive cheesiness. Even the one-liners seem toned down, thanks to
Statham's dead-pan delivery. It's just an action movie and it isn't
ashamed to act accordingly. So what if you can't really connect to
the drama ? So what if the inner conflict of the characters is never
truly addressed ? You came to see Statham kick some ass, and that's
exactly what you're gonna get.
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