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| JACK REACHER
(director/writer: Christopher McQuarrie;
screenwriter: from the novel One Shot by Lee Child;
cinematographer: Caleb Deschanel; editors:
Steven M. Rickert Jr./ Kevin Stitt; music:
Joe Kraemer; cast: |
| "Played
with blowhard sociopath gusto by the
diminutive, five-foot-seven, Tom
Cruise, who tries to prove size
doesn't matter."
Reviewed
by Dennis Schwartz Director Christopher McQuarrie
("The Way of the Gun") bases this slick action
thriller on the English author Lee Child's novel
One Shot. Child is the pseudonym for British author
Jim Grant, who started writing the Reacher
novels in 1997 and there are now 17, with this
adapted book being the first to be made into a
movie and is the ninth in the Reacher series.
His low-tech, old-school Jack
Reacher protagonist is a mysterious bus riding
drifter, who is a six-foot-five and 250-pound
brutish ex-military cop with a chip on his
shoulder against the law establishment and an
expert on weapons and in hand-to-hand combat.
Reacher is played with blowhard sociopath
gusto by the diminutive, five-foot-seven, Tom Cruise,
who tries to prove size doesn't matter. The
disposable pulp-fiction pic offers mindless
escapist entertainment, that loads up on
cartoonish violence, banal dialogue, awkward
valentines to the gun culture and an
increasingly twisty story that becomes
increasingly less credible the more it's
revealed. But if you are alright with the
genre as male fantasy Bond-like entertainment
and can accept its one-dimensional characters
and other faults, and you view Tom Cruise
positively as nailing the unromantic Jack
Reacher character then I can see why you liked
it. For me, Tom Cruise is a no fun guy acting
all serious and narcissistic in a role that
calls for a more believable physical kind of
action hero and one whose actions aren't so
risible. I just can't get into Cruise as a
ruthless fighting machine, who takes no
prisoners, without derisively cracking up. Its
few charming moments are cameos by the great
German director Werner
Herzog as the snarling, foreign accented
main heavy and, the always entertaining,
Robert Duvall as Reacher's
jolly, joke-cracking ex-marine gun-range owner
back-up support who is battling his failing
eyesight in
the big showdown battle scene.
When former Iraqi War army
sniper James Barr (Joseph
Sikora) is arrested in a Pittsburgh
municipal garage for killing five supposedly random
chosen victims strolling in a nearby riverfront park
promenade outside the Pirates' baseball stadium, the
simple murder case becomes cloudy when the arrested
shooter requests the help of the former army
investigator Jack Reacher (Tom Cruise) who arrested
him previously as a sniper and hates his guts
because the guilty guy got free on legal
technicalities. Warning: spoiler in the next
paragraph. Det.
Emerson (David Oyelowo) quickly arrested the suspect
by getting his fingerprints from a quarter the sniper
put in the parking meter at the crime scene and the
no-nonsense law-and-order D.A. Rodin (Richard
Jenkins), who always wins, is ready to give the
suspect a chance to confess and get life instead of
being executed by the needle. The DA's lawyer
daughter, Helen (Rosamund Pike), a liberal,
believes her dad in his zealous ambition to get murder
convictions has previously convicted innocent men, and
thereby decides to defend such an unpopular defendant
at a risk to her career to make sure he gets a fair
trial. Helen tussles her blond hair and shows some
boobs, and convinces Reacher, who has been off the
grid the last two years after quitting the army, to be
her unpaid private investigator even though he
believes the suspect is guilty but wonders why he was
not protected by the police in their custody and is
now hospitalized in a coma after an attack. Reacher
uses both his brawn and sleuthing ability and,
to his surprise, soon suggests it was not a random
act but that one of the victims was targeted and
that Barr was not the shooter but framed. After
Reacher is attacked by the guilty-party's hired
underling gang, a string of brutal murders and wild
car chases, the trail leads to the foreign sadistic
master criminal known as the Zec (Werner Herzog).
It turns out the target was a construction owner
refusing to sell out to a shady international
concrete company and the senseless killings were
used as a coverup. The
only tension aroused is that Reacher believes either
Helen's father or Detective Emerson works for the
bad guys and has targeted him and possibly Helen for
execution. There's nothing fresh or particularly exciting about this derivative thriller, but its harmless fun as just another wild-eyed implausible Hollywood action film that tries to be entertaining at any cost. REVIEWED ON 12/22/2012 GRADE: C+ Dennis Schwartz: "Ozus' World Movie Reviews" © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED DENNIS SCHWARTZ |