The Marksman

While that stuff might be new to this guy, we've seen it all before.

This is a ponderous slog of a tale that rarely achieves anything close to a lasting impact.

As a bare-minimum action flick, The Marksman is mostly serviceable.

A Clint Eastwood reject.

Not a great movie, but courtesy of director Robert Lorenz, a lean, plausibly entertaining one with all the fixin's and none of the extra flab of deep, incisive meaning.

There's not much to the character Neeson plays, or anyone else in the film, for that matter.

There's an odd comfort in these type of Neeson-led action films, and that feeling of familiarity manages to push The Marksman a little closer to his recommended target.

I'm not sure who's more tired, Liam Neeson playing another old war vet/cop/special-ops guy getting it up to beat the snot out of a bunch of rowdy upstarts or me, having to sit through another round of the same gummy mulch.

The predictable screenplay strings together cliches and contrivances without much regard for subtlety or surprise.

A dour, ponderous film, missing a lot that normally make this particular subgenre enjoyable.