You're kidding, right?

Rating: Null/10 (22 October 2011)

I can't believe the critics raved about this movie.
Awful, just awful.
A little bit of Vanishing Point, a little bit of Bullitt, a little bit of The Professional, a little bit of The Transporter, a little bit of Heat.
All of it bad.
Scenes that were totally silent for minutes at a time. The sum total of the dialog could fit on 2 pages. Half of this movie was silent, I'm not kidding.
Note to the producers: making a movie that is crammed full of enigmatic gazing into someone's eyes does not make it an 'art film'. It just makes it BORING.
Excruciatingly gory violence, totally unneeded in a film like this. The lead guy is a skinny little nothing with no discernible muscle mass, and yet he dispatches the bad guys as though he were The Terminator.
Yeah, sure.
Zero character development. The lead character is a cipher: who is he, where did he come from, where did he learn all that stuff, was he hatched or born? Who cares?
Oh wait, the hero must be a genius! Not only can he drive fast and kill people twice his size with one hand, he can rebuild a Holly 850 carburetor on his kitchen table using just a screwdriver.
And Albert Brooks playing the Chief Bad Guy? Albert Brooks? Are you serious? In his old age, Albert Brooks looks like a retired accountant, not a tough guy. Albert Brooks? Really?
A film like this makes Stallone's The Expendables look like a Shakespearean tragedy.
Come to think of it, I know what this film is. It's a chick flick. Just like the ones seen on Lifetime. Sure, it has cars, guns and violence. But they're just there to sucker the guys into going along with the ladies to see it.
Quite a nice bit of bait-and-switch.
I want my money back.