After his wife is assaulted, a husband enlists the services of a vigilante group to help him settle the score.
A muddled thriller whose tiresome moves are played out long before the last unconvincing twist.
It is a revenge thriller with plenty of revenge in evidence but too few thrills. Now that is criminal.
It's absurd, but enjoyably tense ... at first.
It’s likely Justice will be of interest mainly to those tireless individuals who compile clip reels of Cage’s worst moments and upload them to YouTube.
Donaldson keeps things tense, pacey and plausible but the inventiveness of the screenplay gives way to a dissatisfying, rather formulaic third act.
It is cheap looking and over-egged when it is being serious, and twee and unconvincing when it is trying to be a bit lighter, and all you really get in the way of excitement is shady guys watching and doing things unseen and some extremely low rent chases.
Slick, competent thriller.
An unsuspenseful thriller with shades of Death Wish. Nicolas Cage's return to New Orleans doesn't even have a hallucinatory iguana to recommend it.
It’s not helped by that fact that director Roger Donaldson – an Australian journeyman so vanilla it’s a wonder he’s never made a Bond film – fails to inject the scenes with any urgency. Like Cage, he dials everything down, serving up a mild ride rather than a wild one.
The title alone should be a warning.
The plot trudges from A to B with zero surprises, while the excitement goes from the middling to the mind-numbing.
It works well enough, and at the end the makers know that their film invites the audience to have its irony rations and eat them.
Promising much more than it delivers, this potentially interesting issue movie jettisons moral complexity for multiplex-friendly fight-or-flight theatrics. The result is another fudged The Fugitive.
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