The Gray Man

It's like somebody rabbit-punching your brain for the best part of two hours, and there's a certain enjoyability in that.

Throw the Bourne, Bond, Mission: Impossible and Fast and Furious franchises into a blender... and — voilà — you might end up with a film like The Gray Man; you’ll forget it the moment you stop watching it.

The most glam dad-enjoys-while-folding-laundry movie ever.

A $200,000,000 snooze fest.

All that effort and all that money should have paid for a better screenplay.

Chris Evans, Ryan Gosling and Dhanush fight for your attention. The plot is clichéd, but the Russo brothers deliver a film packed with action, charismatic actors and beautiful locations.

The Russo brothers’ supposed answer to the Bond franchise is a product of popcorn entertainment that is defined by giving the audience what they want and that’s just it.

Netflix’s The Gray Man is its Most Expensive and Emptiest Star Vehicle

In short, the movie looks like someone painted over each frame of the film with urine. The whole thing has this sickly yellow tint to it that's even more off-putting than the usual teal-and-orange colour grading of most big-budget blockbusters.

Given Netflix’s expenditures and the star pedigree on screen, audiences deserve — and should expect — more.