BLOODSHOT looks like it’s going to be about something for a ten minute stretch in the middle when amnesiac supersoldier Ray Garrison (Vin Diesel) meets fellow members of his new black ops squad – all servicemen injured in action and enhanced through advanced cybernetic prostheses. But then someone does a dick joke. You’ll struggle to recall much at all of Bloodshot clearly, or remember anyone’s name, only the actors they’ve got to play them and how they’re all much better playing the same roles elsewhere. How many more times are we going to have to suffer a character explain to the audience (because we’re thick) what an EMP is? How many more grey fight scenes where at least one participant is a special effect will be served up? How many more times are we going to be asked to forget that Guy Pearce always turns out to be the villain and act surprised? SSP
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