Nobody's asking for Mel and Danny in Lethal Weapon - and certainly not for Will and Mark in The Other Guys - but it'd be nice if Jason Statham and Ben Foster, The Mechanic's mentor/protege duo (this week's theme, see The Rite) , could crack a smile. Once.
Solemn, slick, and pretty much pointless, this anabolic remake of the 1973 Charles Bronson (and Jan-Michael Vincent) B-movie follows ace assassin Arthur Bishop (Statham) as he pulls off a series of hits that are so good they look like accidents.
He gets a target and a fat envelope of bills and then orchestrates a series of elaborate moves ending in a kill. And then he retires to his mid-century modern abode on the water near New Orleans, puts on his favorite vinyl, grabs a drink, and contemplates his existence in stylish solitude.