It's
not every day that audiences get a new Jason Statham
adrenaline rush - or a 21st-century Charles Bronson remake.
And there are more than a few action buffs who are psyched to
see the two arrive bundled together with "The
Mechanic" - a fiery and bloody remake of the 1972
original.
Arthur Bishop's life is one of exact, excruciating
isolation. He dubs himself "The Mechanic," but a
more apt moniker might be The Impounder. He's an assassin, a
foolproof assassin who knows how to send a message, how to
make someone disappear or - and this is his specialty - how to
make a kill look like death by natural causes.
Need to inflict a heart attack? A drowning? Arthur will get
the job done.
As one might expect, he's a killer who lives in seclusion,
unable to love or trust anyone - anyone except Harry (Donald
Sutherland) that is, his boss and mentor. But when Harry's
killed, Arthur adopts the orphaned son, Steve (Ben Foster),
and introduces him to the family business. Together, they set
out to get revenge against the man who killed Steve's dad.
It's all about pacing in "The Mechanic." The
story moves so swiftly and the action unfolds so ferociously
that the intensity becomes the thing.
From one mission to the next - missions that fly by,
separated by only a couple minutes - Arthur proves himself
practical, creative and innovative, able to overcome any
unexpected surprise or detour. He takes out a dictator,
eliminates a mole in his organization, kills a key member of
another team of assassins and then sets out to find Harry's
killer.
If most brooding thrillers of this sort focus on the
preparations - the detailed hatchings of a plan - "The
Mechanic" couldn't be less interested in the fine print.
There's no preparation here, just execution - Arthur donning
diving suits, parachutes and semi-automatic weapons whenever
the occasion calls for it.
As Arthur's trainee, Steve is affable, but perhaps too
quick of a study. We never quite see Arthur train his
apprentice. Instead, Steve becomes a lethal weapon during his
very first mission. He clearly knows a thing or two about
this. All of which is well and good in providing the requisite
thrills: Arthur and Steve improvise, people die, things blow
up and the visceral thrills arrive in orderly fashion.
But where things fall short in "The Mechanic" is
when it comes to suspense and texture. Arthur is so good at
what he does, and Steve is such a perfect student that there's
little doubt as to their invincibility - that no matter how
complicated or how dangerous, Arthur will prevail.
Yes, director Simon West keeps things surging, but in
maintaining that relentless momentum we lose any and all sense
of down time or uncertainty - all that in-between stuff that
can make a superhero seem more human. We ooh and aah over the
fireworks in "The Mechanic," but when something's a
given, it's a little harder to care about.
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