This seemed like a potential break-out film for Stratham as it involves a love interest between a nun and tragic hero. Unfortunately, I just couldn't get past the lack of range Stratham exhibits. No matter how long the camera holds a shot of his face, it doesn't make the expression of emotion stronger. As usual, the fight scenes are exceptional, with Stratham good at showing little emotion as he cracks bones. But then, this is his strength, very physical with little emotion. These bouts of physicality come at the expense of long periods with our hero struggling with inner demons. His rather cliché statement, "I drink to weaken the machine they made" would probably resonate with a male teen. Our "hero" is a "bad" good guy (as opposed to a "good" bad guy) who is often drinking straight from a bottle of booze. We are supposed to feel his pain like Agata Buzek who plays the nun with her own demons. We later learn they are perfect for each other and that is the problem.
I like Stratham movies maybe because he plays characters who can't show emotions. Unfortunately, in this case, when needed Stratham isn't able to fully express those inner demons.
I like Stratham movies maybe because he plays characters who can't show emotions. Unfortunately, in this case, when needed Stratham isn't able to fully express those inner demons.