by Tony Medley
Runtime 125 minutes.
OK for children.
This is the new kind of thriller. It’s one that makes absolutely no
sense, full of guns that fire unending rounds of ammunition, gunfights
in crowded areas, chases that spring out of nowhere, well I could go on
and on and on. There is at least one plot hole every minute.
Directed by Michael Mann from a script by Morgan Davis Foehl, this stars
heartthrob Chris Hemsworth, supported by Viola Davis and Wei Tang as the
It’s difficult to write a review of a movie like this because the plot
is so preposterous. Chris is a computer expert who is sprung from jail
with the condition that he’ll get his freedom if he tracks down a hacker
who has caused a catastrophic meltdown at a Chinese nuclear power plant.
That’s about the last thing one understands as this movie progresses.
But even worse than the plot are the plot holes and situations that
simply boggle the mind. Just as an example, and I could write a 10,000
word treatise on all of the absurdities of this movie, Chris and Tang
are running away from just about everybody with just the clothes on
their back and no money. Got it? They did have tickets on a private
plane to Indonesia. So they hop on the plane. One scene they are on the
plane. The next scene they are on a barren landscape in Indonesia. They
walk around and talk for a little while. Then the next scene they’re in
a hotel room somewhere. Then, we see them driving a car. Oh, I forgot to
mention, they have completely changed their clothes. Then Tang is going
to meet somebody and she is dressed fit to kill in a fancy white outfit
with high heels and perfect makeup. It goes on from there, so there is
no need to detail the constant nonsense this film foists on its
audience. There’s no explanation how they segued from being on the run
with nothing but the clothes on their backs to how they got to the
barren landscape, or how they got from the barren landscape to the hotel
room in some city, or how they got their changes of clothes, etc., etc.,
etc. Apparently “Beam me up, Scotty” is alive and well in the world of
Mann & Foehl because normal physics can’t explain the miracles that
Chris and Tang accomplish here.
There are other absurdities. Without going into all of them, one is a
gun fight in which the bad guys have automatic AK47s (and their unending
rounds of bullets). The good guys have what look like 45 caliber
semi-automatic hand guns. The bad guys spray bullets all over
everything, rarely hitting anything, but the good guys aim their pistols
carefully and shoot most of the bad guys dead, even though they are more
than 100 feet apart, virtually impossible shots for a hand gun,
especially a 45 caliber hand gun which is notoriously inaccurate.
But I guess this movie might appeal to somebody because I saw it at a
screening at the Directors Guild in Los Angeles and when the credits
came on there was actually a smattering of applause. But the guy sitting
next to me said as we were quickly leaving the theater, “Next time, I
pick the picture.”