They say a fox smells his own hole first. Certainly, Jamie Foxx doesn't look too enthusiastic in this stinker.
He plays Nick Rice, an assistant DA who finds himself and his family terrorised by angry vigilante Clyde Shelton (Gerard Butler). We watch Clyde's family being murdered in front of him in his own home. Then he has to endure Nick cutting a deal that sees Clarence Darby (Christian Stolte), the man who actually killed his family, go down for third-degree murder, just to get the accomplice on death row.
Ten years later, Clyde plays cat-and-mouse with a series of cleverly orchestrated murderous schemes. But for the fact it pits the vigilante against the law, it's ploddingly predictable, not to mention vindictive and nasty. Director F Gary Gray has absorbed a lot of the needless nonsense from Hollywood's torture porn industry.
Gerard Butler is in Christmas panto mode. His eyes scrunch together when he has a beef with the world and he waggles his eyebrows like an evil galactic warlord. Meanwhile, Colm Meaney's detective skulks about looking very, umm, mean-y.



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