107 min | R | January 30, 2026 | Black Bear Pictures
Statham does what Statham does best. Kills people beautifully in beautiful places. The kid nearly steals the whole thing.
This movie moves. Every scene pulses with a John Wick-Jason Bourne-James Bond energy that never lets up. Ric Roman Waugh keeps the camera in motion and the body count climbing. Statham elevates the whole enterprise by playing the strong-silent state-sponsored killer with total conviction. He doesn’t need quips or backstory monologues. The guy just radiates controlled violence. It works.
Bodhi Rae Breathnach as Jessy is the real surprise. She plays melancholy and serene and powerful all at the same time. That’s a hard trick for any actor. For someone this young it’s borderline remarkable. Her scenes with Statham have a quiet gravity that the action sequences can’t match. The movie is better every time she’s on screen.
The scenery deserves its own credit. Gorgeous vistas from the far reaches of the British Empire. Half the time you’re wondering if this whole production was an excuse for Statham and crew to vacation in stunning locations. If so, smart move. The cinematography turns what could be a disposable action flick into something worth looking at even when nobody’s getting shot.
The plot stumbles with an unnecessary casualty that curtails the story before it earns its ending. The movie had another star in it. A full extra gear it could have hit. Instead it takes a shortcut that feels cheap. That choice costs this film the fourth star. Everything else is clicking. The action is precise. The performances land. But you can’t fumble the plot and call it a complete package.