This film almost reached two stars. Jason Statham plays the titular character, Arthur, an assassin who kills his mentor (well played by Donald Sutherland). Possibly to atone for this, he takes on his mentor’s son Steve (Ben Foster, Angel in X-Men Last Stand) as his apprentice. He discovers that his boss (Tony Goldwyn, the bad guy in 6th Day) lied about his mentor, and has decided to kill him off due to his apprentice’s mistakes. All hell breaks loose. There are some decent action sequences, but little to recommend otherwise. The only women in the film are throw away sex partners. The plot is predictable. Naturally, Steve finds out that Arthur killed his father. At least the ending redeems the stale story telling somewhat. Bad Charles Bronson pictures are probably best left forgotten, not remade. It did well enough to earn a sequel, which is in theater’s now. I’m not planning to see it.