One movie based on a book opening this weekend that I won't bother to see is Jack Reacher, the film based on Lee Child's book One Shot about a hard boiled detective who dispenses his own brand of justice. I've never been into this one partly because I have a love/hate relationship with Tom Cruise and it's the kind of film I'll watch on HBO when it rolls around just so I can say I've seen it. I wasn't overly surprised that A.O. Scott in his New York Times review notes that Reacher is a part Cruise could play in his sleep. And does.
“It’s just what guys like me do,” Reacher says wearily at one point, though he could say it at just about any point.Guys like him are mythical creatures, fantasy figures who dispense rough justice when civic institutions fail. Part comic-book superhero, part Old West vigilante and wholly preposterous, Reacher is far less enigmatic than he or anyone else in the movie thinks he is. And also less interesting.Less interesting and maybe we're just not in the mood for that kind of extreme violence acting as entertainment right now. We've lost our taste for it.
I've included the trailer so you can have a look-see.