Guy Ritchie’s latest makes up in gravity what it lacks in whimsy.
I love Guy Ritchie’s London gangster comedies — Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels; Snatch; The Gentlemen — but you wouldn’t exactly call them tight.
Wrath of Man, toplined by Jason Statham, the action star Ritchie largely created, finds the director working in a completely different register. This one is more like a somber minor-key concerto than a comic opera. Picture a Michael Mann thriller…
