Wrath of Man: Hidden and wild-eyed, a new safety guard for a cash truck confuses his co-workers when he unleashes precision works during a heist. The crew is left questioning who he is and wherever he came from.
Wrath of Man: Soon, the marksman’s ultimate motive grows clear as he takes dramatic and irrevocable steps to settle an account.
Rating: 1/5 Star
Duration: 2h 1m
Directed by Guy Ritchie
Produced by Guy Ritchie, Ivan Atkinson, Bill Block
Screenplay by Guy Ritchie, Ivan Atkinson, Marn Davies
Based on Cash Truck by Nicolas Boukhrief
Starring Jason Statham, Holt McCallany, Jeffrey Donovan
- A star means for Jason Statham at his most famous, “Wrath of Man” is one of Guy Ritchie’s best-directed movies—and one of his numerous surprising, at most limited in terms of style and cast.
- This complex is named Patrick “H” Hill, one word separated from “Hell.”
- Morale has remained low ever since a daytime heist became a bloody public shootout claiming multiple lives, including two Fortico guards.
- Ritchie and co-screenwriters Ivan Atkinson and Marn Davies recommend that H belong to any of these groups or be something else entirely.
- From there until a third of the way into the story, Ritchie and Statham use H as a blank screen upon which the intelligence can project scenarios.
There are three, possibly four significant parts in this film that you’d briefly consider collecting from a home fire. H and Jan aren’t on the list. Nor are Boy Sweat Dave or the ex-mercenaries Carlos Laz Alonso, Sam Raul Castillo, and Jackson Jeffrey Donovan. His decaying Mercury astronaut handsomeness is chef’s-kiss perfect a secret law enforcement bigwig associated only as King Andy Garcia. He finds out that H is tearing for the underworld and decides to stand back and let him do his thing. “Let the painter paint,” he says, mimicking one of the most quoted lines from the so nasty thriller “Man on Fire,” describing its vigilante hero: “Creasy’s art is death, and he’s nearly to paint his masterpiece.”
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