Review of “Rogue Assassin”

There’s action, blood and frantic fighting, with cars and bikes attracted to plate glass like mad moths to the candle. Yet there’s nothing here to hold it all together – certainly no coherent story or style, nor enough charisma from Jason Statham who once again struggles with a leading role. Only Jet Li can walk away from the littered wreck of this film with anything to talk about – the rest is a pastiche of East-West action, with under cover cops, Chinese triads, Japanese yakuza and sexy girls all battling it out in a ridiculous excess of chic.

Statham plays John Crawford, an FBI agent who’s looking for the illusive Rogue (Jet Li), uber-assassin from the Orient. It’s not just an official affair: Crawford is driven by revenge after the mysterious hit man kills his cop buddy. Together with a team of well-armed colleagues, Crawford traces Rogue to the middle of a feud between Shiro, a wealthy Japanese yakuza boss, and Mr. Chang - his mortal enemy from the Chinese triads. Jet Li plays Rogue as a well-dressed, super cool, elegantly mannered killer who slips in and out of the carnage without a sound, leaving only sliced up bodies and a few lines of pseudo-Taoist philosophy. Sadly he rarely gets the chance to show us his martial arts skills. Statham is a yang-like opposite, bellowing and blundering across crime scenes, chewing a toothpick and cursing in frustration as he seeks out the man he is looking for.

Director Philip Atwell shows - in his first feature film - that he can manage the set pieces adequately (car chases, shoot-outs, sword fights and a the occasional martial arts sequence), but leaves the story as much of a mystery as Rogue himself. The dialogue is straight from the dummies guide to underworld-action-thrillers (just add blood and mix) and the editing favours the fast-forward to freeze-frame shot that has now been so over used that it’s beginning to look corny. But the biggest problem is the casting of Statham – who made a name for himself as the wonderfully nasty sidekick in Guy Ritchie’s films Snatch and Lock Stock and Two Smoking Barrels. His one dimensional cockney bully-boy seems out of place and out of depth in this world of stylish American-Asian action.

Rating:
★½☆☆☆

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