It seems, at first glance, like this flick is going to end after about 15 minutes. After all, the instigating plot point happens almost before there’s been ten lines of dialogue, and the title character enacts his revenge shortly thereafter—so what’s left to dwell on? Turns out, there’s a whole infestation that needs to be rooted out, and Jason Statham's beekeeper-cum-killing machine is more than ready to serve as the exterminator, for another 90 minutes or so. This is another one of those movies where some person with insanely intensive training goes around doing away with designated scum, all while being able to take apparently limitless abuse without dropping dead. So you’ve seen this all before; the only questions are, how’s the execution (of the film, not the onscreen killings), and, are you already tired of this stuff? The answer to the former: pretty good—not a classic, but competently done, even if some of the movie’s...um...intellectual foundation is a bit fuzzy. As for the second question, well, that really depends on your own personal perspective on these kinds of movies. If you’re looking for your next great watch, this isn’t it. But if you just want to kill a couple of throwaway hours with some on-brand mayhem, you probably won’t mind this one. That’s about as much buzz as I can generate for this product of the action flick hive mind.
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