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| Rupert Friend stars in Hitman: Agent 47 |
All Style, Zero Substance
Rotten Tomatoes Plot: Hitman: Agent 47 centers on an elite assassin (Rupert Friend) who was genetically engineered from conception to be the perfect killing machine, and is known only by the last two digits on the barcode tattooed on the back of his neck. He is the culmination of decades of research - and 46 earlier Agent clones - endowing him with unprecedented strength, speed, stamina and intelligence. His latest target is a mega-corporation that plans to unlock the secret of Agent 47's past to create an army of killers whose powers surpass even his own. Teaming up with a young woman (Hannah Ware) who may hold the secret to overcoming their powerful and clandestine enemies, 47 confronts stunning revelations about his own origins and squares off in an epic battle with his deadliest foe.
"The history of man is defined by war," but how do you define bad filmmaking? Start with unknown, unworthy director Aleksander Bach (and writer Skip Woods.) They're the ones responsible for driving this empty vessel/movie into the August release graveyard where it belongs. Hitman: Agent 47 looks slick (cool tech) but the dialogue, plot and senseless myriad of gruesome deaths are so bad, you can't wait for it to end. Friend's OK, and Ware's nice to look at; but someone needs to tell Zachary Quinto he's not an action hero. Death toll? I stopped counting after 100. Enough already.
Grade: D-
