Los Angeles. An older, professional hitman (Charles Bronson) takes a
younger man (Jan-Michael Vincent) under his wing as both a protege and
assistant. After that, things start to get a little gay, but not really
since the studio chickened out on the original story and instead ended up with a
garbled film that doesn't seem to know what it wants to be.
The assassination portions of THE MECHANIC are entertaining enough in a dated,
early 1970's action movie sort of way, but the character development is
weak. According to Wikipedia, Lewis John Carlino's original script was
suppose to be "...a commentary on the use of human relationships and sexual manipulation in
the lives of two hired killers. It was supposed to be a chess game between the
older assassin and his young apprentice." That actually sounds interesting, but unfortunately, that's not what
ended up on screen. At all. I wish, that, if the studio was gonna
purge the gay stuff (and therefore the main subject of the script!), they would
have just made another movie altogether. Instead, the audience is left
with a confused mess about two single men who, when not murdering people
together, hang out together 24/7 and stare at each other longingly.
Confused pacing that alternates between slow and fast, zero nudity, mildly
entertaining kills, one nice car-pushed-off-a-cliff wreck, okay acting, boring
dialogue, goofy scenes of Bronson acting sophisticated while thinking really
hard, a 16-minute section where there is zero dialogue, two men at the zoo
touching fingers, awesome old movie posters.
THE MECHANIC is entertaining enough for a single viewing, but I have no desire
to ever watch it again...or at least soon. Knowing me, I'll watch it again.
Remake - The Mechanic
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