Saturday, June 5, 2010
The Mechanic (USA. 1972)
Sometimes all I want is the bare freaking action essentials. Eccentric workman director Michael Winters (Of DEATH WISH 1,2,3 fame) knocks it out of park with a tried and true story done efficiently, creatively, and aimed straight for the throat. The monosyllable Charles Bronson stars in a straight forward re-telling on the ‘Old Master Assassin teaches a young kid the ropes’ done in the classic way only the 70’s could deliver. Pair that up with the numerous few tricks the film has up its sleeve to keep things interesting (like a wordless fifteen minute opener) and you've got yourself one hell of a memorable ride. The action is brutal, the acting crisp, and the story straight forward yet still swervee enough to keep the viewer glued to the screen. Clean your palate of the bloated Hollywood blockbusters and lets Charlie show you what’s what. The only misstep is the fact that it ends when it feels like there’s still one act to go. I wanted more damn it!