Review of Blitz (2011) by Stacie B — 07 Apr 2013

Blitz is so head-slappingly awful it's difficult to know where to begin. Upstaged even by some of the worst B-movies in memory it employs Jason Statham in full on Dirty Harry mode accompanied by Paddy-what the hell am I doing in this film-Considine who are two fish out of water.

One a cop so violent, un-pc and offensive he'd be called in for a disciplinary in the 70's, the other a tacked on gay guy who has to have his hair gelled up just to remind us that he's a homosexual.

The paper thin plot sees the two track down a killer so obvious he must be invisible, seen gunning down cops in broad daylight in the middle of London streets, apparently leaving no eye witnesses or forensic evidence, despite donning a chavtastic tracksuit and fluorescent green sunglasses and is even seen cycling away from a crime scene in front of firemen putting out a blaze he started.

The whole thing is so bizzarely stupid it almost works as an unintentional comedy, but thanks to a series of nasty, sadistic kill scenes which fail to generate tension, it just leaves a sour taste in your mouth.

The entire story goes nowhere, with a killer the average police department could catch with their eyes closed, a pointless sup-plot about a drugged up police officer and so many plot holes you could write an essay about them.

Possibly the worst British film I've ever seen, that even a 46% rating is baffling. Perhaps the critics wanted to believe that this wasn't to be taken seriously? Well I wanted to believe too. But then, where's the justice for the tree that had to die for this script to be written on? Think about it.

R.I.P tree.