Traumatized by the atrocious murders of his wife and daughter — and the flawed justice system that set the killers free — Clyde Shelton (Gerard Butler) gives in to his rage and sets out on a course of vengeance. He soon takes on not only the prosecutor involved in the case, Nick Rice (Jamie Foxx), but also the city of Philadelphia. Director F. Gary Gray’s bold crime thriller co-stars Viola Davis and Michael Gambon. (Netflix)
I’ll make this one short. shmeh. The best part of this movie is Gerard Butler’s abs. This movie attempts to make a point. It’s basically trying to say that are legal system is awful and this is one man’s attempt to bring the corruptness of the justice system to public light. A few valid points are made throughout the movie in regards to the legal system today. How Clyde spits out some legal jargon and all of a sudden, the judge is willing to let him go on bail, and Clyde angrily yells at her for letting him go. Interesting to think about. However, any and all philosophical points were lost in the body count of this movie. From a cinematic point of view, I predicted every death. I knew at least 10-15 seconds before every one that they were about to die. The cell phone? knew when it started ringing. The cars? knew it when they walked into the parking lot. That makes an even more boring movie. This movie was struggling between political statement and boring revenge movie. Clyde went from a hero, which I think was the point of this movie, to a downright awful human being. Targeting the killers of his wife and kids honestly should have been sufficient. But when he killed the six D.A. workers, his argument was gone to me. Those D.A. workers weren’t even on his case 10 years prior. I don’t know, maybe the movie was more about Clyde’s descent into madness than displaying the corruptness of the legal system. The latter would have been a more interesting movie.