Killer Elite (Gary McKendry, 2011)

This is a Jason Statham professional hitman product, with occasional box-office support from Robert De Niro. That really tells you everything you need to know, but for the sake of form I should add that it's set in 1981 to avoid the techno jiggery-pokery and allow its bashable chess pieces to indulge in chases and pagga-bouts without nerdy interference, the dependably urgent Clive Owen is the most formidable obstacle in their way and obviously just cut from the same cloth as the killers, and Jason's love interest is, as usual, only there to make him superficially vulnerable and simultaneously reassure the male action audience he's not gay. The action jets about with the usual captions between various sketchily realised non-US and therefore edgy locations, and it never lets up. It's supposedly based on a Ranulph Fiennes-scripted true story. If only Statham stuck to real cartoon material like Crank instead.

4/10