Well, this time around we went to a movie we didn't know much about and enjoyed it because it was basically exactly what we expected it to be - "The Mechanic."
Here's what you need to know: It's a Jason Statham movie. Which means there's a lot of things getting shot at and blown up. And fast cars. And... well... blood.
Actually, there was a lot more of the latter than I was expecting. Not that it wasn't within reason. It's not like they were throwing extra blood around like they do in slasher movies. They simply gave us the amounts of blood that, really, you would most likely see if you rammed a javelin through someone's leg. Or threw someone off the top of a building and watched him go splat on the ground.
There is, in fact, a plot. It focuses on family and expectations. And it focuses on people being shot and things being blown up. Which, in a movie like this, is plot.
Was it a great movie? No. Was it anything shockingly original? No. Was it everything we expected it would be? Yes.
Overall grade: B. Among other things, I never did get why Statham and his British accent were living in New Orleans.
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