A Jason Statham film that's perfunctory and generic even by the standards of his body of work, the remake of the forgotten Charles Bronson-led
The Mechanic has The Stat as an elite hitman who finds himself emotionally compromised by his latest job and ending up training a young hothead to fill his shoes. The presence of Donald Sutherland alongside at the start may raise hopes of something more interesting occurring, but these days he only crops up to get himself out of the house for a bit and it's no different here.
Statham's character is of course endowed with a sense of ethics about his choice of targets, gets it on with a woman in the first ten women just so we know it's not kinky when he starts getting his shirt off at any old excuse, and demonstrates depth with the stock device of first choice, i.e. listening to classical music after each hit. The only things that elevate it above a Steven Seagal vehicle are superior production values and the star's honestly workmanlike approach to the pointlessness of it all.
4/10
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