Sometimes the worst thing about watching a bad film is having to relive it while forcing yourself to write about it. If that's burying the lede, well tough, because frankly the longer I can put off actually writing about A Working Man, the better.
There was a time where I thought anything Statham did would be solid on a fundamental level, but this film makes me wonder just how the movie industry works in a way that produces such tripe. It was just bad.
I actually left the cinema bummed and disappointed. Please avoid.
