"The Marksman" Review: A Paint By Numbers Flick
What if the man with a particular set of skills was being chased by men with a particular set of skills? I’m mixing movies, but “The Marksman” is a slow burn film more in line with a Clint Eastwood “get off my lawn” type of film. In fact, the main character says “why’d you have to cross my land?” at some point in the movie. It’s the mixture of storylines we’ve seen before with no innovation that makes this film marked for death.
Jim (Liam Neeson) is a recent widower who is trying to keep his ranch afloat. His wife’s battle with cancer has taken a toll financially and he’s behind on his mortgage. While he tries to figure out how to make ends meet, he does find comfort at the bottom of a bottle.
In an instant, his life is changed when Rosa (Teresa Ruiz) and her eleven year old son, Miguel (Jacob Perez), try to cross his land on the Mexico/US border. The mother/son duo are running from Maurico (Juan Pablo Raba), an underboss in a nameless Mexican cartel. Jim has a standoff with the cartel that ends with people dead on both sides. This results in Jim reluctantly honoring Miguel’s mother’s dying wish to get him to Chicago to reunite with family.
The film becomes more of a buddy road trip picture over action film as Jim begins to bond with Miguel. Jim is from an older time. He doesn’t carry a cell phone, has to use a map to get across the country, and automatically assumes Miguel doesn’t speak English because he doesn’t speak (which gives some rather cringeworthy moments of dialogue as Jim tries to communicate). As most movies like this go, both characters eventually open up to one another and grow together as they try to evade the cartel.
Mark Patten’s cinematography is beautiful. The undeniable majesty of sunsets and country landscapes are captured exquisitely throughout the film. The extreme wides of an old western flick mixes in with the tight shots of modern action giving the film a nostalgic feel, much like its protagonist. Particular attention should be given to Juan Pablo Raba’s performance as Maurico. The villain of the film has to be believable and Maurico is scary. At any time he seems like he could go crazy, but he’s also a soldier who has a considerable amount of constraint. Rather than playing Maurico as full on bad guy, Raba gives him glimpses of humanity throughout different beats of the film that don’t make Maurico look weak but rather a human who has evolved into a monster.
There’s so much about this film that is predictable unfortunately. A trained marine who uses his credit card along the highways while being chased by the cartel doesn’t make much sense. A map is dropped with the destination point circled in bold red. It’s a very paint by numbers film with less emphasis on action than conversation. Neeson is certainly filling the shoes of the aged, stoic action hero Clint Eastwood has left behind. Unfortunately, this movie misses the mark and will get left behind in the genre as well.
Rating: C-
