The Beekeeper
A super secret operative known as a Beekeeper (Jason Statham) is rustled when the only person (Phylicia Rashad) who showed him compassion and helped to “take care of him” is taken advantage of, losing her entire life savings. Now, with a vendetta and a motive the beekeeper sets out on a one man mission to restore balance to “the hive” through every and any means possible, a wave of carnage that’s bound to reach the President of the United States (Jemma Redgrave), but what’s the final body count?
Written by Kurt Wimmer and Directed by David Ayer, if you’re in search for the year’s thickest (read as impossibly dumb) dialogue paired with the most brutality, keep in mind we’re just 12 days into the new year, you’ve certainly found it. Pulp, action, heavy artillery, thinly veiled satire, and Statham mean mugging on camera more than should be legally allowed, you’re in for a ride that’s set to resolve exactly as you expect; but oddly, this all seems okay. By throwing out all high expectations and just going for adventure, with the right audience, the guffaws and and winces all come with some bizarre elation, and some pretty decent action choreography…John Wick, another player has entered the game with you. You know what you’re getting with this, if this is your bag…you already know. Running an hour and forty five minutes, The Beekeeper is rated R.