Wrath of Man

It feels like the kind of film you want to see in the theater. It's the start of this season, and it's about time.

Nothing in Wrath of Man suggests that Ritchie is having fun anymore-not with the crime genre, and not with filmmaking.

There is menace, a dull darkness and stillness, as if he's watched "Heat" too many times.

Unsurprisingly, this stripped-down soundtrack serves as the perfect counterpoint for Ritchie's direction, adding an element of the funereal to even the most visceral action sequence.

It hits every one of those genres nice and hard, and it pops. It's going to go at number two among my [favorite] Guy Ritchie films.

It's just a dirty piece of fun, and I enjoyed it!

The bottom line is that a film that ought to have been character-driven, considering the baggage and past trauma on display, is sucked into a black hole of underworld rivalries and score-settling.

It's formulaic, sure, but brutal and dark-humored enough to distract from the obvious plot machinery.

The film takes its monumental title very seriously.

As an action thriller it is a perfect show, but it is devoid of the classic Guy Ritchie humor. [Full Review in Spanish]