A Working Man

Statham, who may be the most reliable B-movie star of the 21st century, does what he can, but his heart doesn’t seem to be in it. He’s punching a clock, and that’s all.

It's very punchy, crunchy, stabby, stabby, shooty, but not funny... it's a lower ranking Stath thing.

The fun is undermined by dialogue that is overmasticated, Russian-accented word mulch. In the end, A Working Man takes itself rather too seriously for a movie that unironically uses Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata as a recurring musical motif.

Statham is at the top of his game in this formulaic but satisfying, wannabe pre-summer blockbuster, and he’s the last of a breed of stone-faced theatre kids playing unstoppable badasses.

Ben Greaves’ sound mixing is notable. Shawn White’s cinematography is of a higher grade than one usually sees in the genre, working with production designer Nigel Evans to generate some memorable images and textures.

A Working Man isn’t afraid to make its spectacles of slaughter visually enchanting.

It’s Jason Statham doing what Jason Statham does best: kicking ass and not bothering to take names, and shooting first and not bothering to ask questions later.

If you've enjoyed Statham's other similar actioners, then you'll likely find this somewhat satisfying. All others will be better off spending these two hours simply doing something else.

A Working Man might throw a lot of punches, but it's made Jason Statham a punchline we're laughing at – not with.

If you are searching for an action film with a little more than look elsewhere because this is really The Perfect Statham against the Walking Cliches.