Jason Statham and Clive Owen have been highlighted as being entertaining, even in their most stupid, freshness unlimited Statham in Death Race smarty-pants something like Owen charm to something like the International. But none of this is no help in Killer Elite, a film so neglected and the least common denominator is still one of those vague end of his career performances by Robert De Niro, who unfortunately are rather an indication that atrocity those days. Covering several continents and a revenge plot is incredibly stupid, murderer of elite masks the true story of a British secret intelligence network with a tedious and incomprehensible action.
In a totally unnecessary prologue, we learn that the killer mercenary Danny (Statham) has learned everything he knows about Hunter (De Niro), so when Hunter is kidnapped by mysterious Saudi royalty, Danny abandons his girlfriend heat Australian (Yvonne Stahovski) and idyllic farm life to save him. Danny Hunter and father-son relationship is volatile given in the prologue, we understand these murderers feel real human emotions, I think, but writer-director Gary McKendry could only through the three lines of dialogue, if he had even an inch of storytelling prowess. Anyway, Danny finds himself in Oman to negotiate the release of the hunter and after a tough but unsuccessful attempt to break him and, accept the terms of the abductor, who happens to be the Sheikh of Oman .
Danny goes to England and hunt down members of the elite British forces (SAS), which killed the son of the king in a secret war in Oman - because apparently the rules of engagement during the war when not taken into account are rich in oil money and have scores to settle.
So Danny goes to England, when the hunter is hanging outside the prison, Offscreen, and De Niro heavy collecting salaries for a few days worth of work. Not surprisingly, Danny targeted attacks, former British soldiers to begin to pay a top-secret group of them, men named Feather, who sit in the conference room table and let us know how secret they say things like "Remember, we We are businessmen and bankers are now, what we are doing here is illegal. "retired soldiers to send a little 'younger, Spike (Clive Owen), on the hunt for Danny, a cat and mouse chase, which can be an exciting, if McKendry had no idea how to structure it.
Ads for Killer Elite promised confrontation between Owen and Statham, and we get one, but only in the last half hour of the film. Before they were both walking through the configurations spy movie we've seen so many times before - the carefully executed hit, the mysterious phone calls to your enemy taunts, hunting on the roof is highly unlikely - to with both Owen and Statham spending a lot of charisma loose cannon that history never use. They are really great when they face, and even Herky-jerky style McKendry to take industrial action can not hide the fact that they are both professionals who enjoy each other blows to the face and trading jokes. But there are very few of the scattered amidst a story that goes wherever you expect to go, and nowhere worth going at all.
