Out in the countryside of Australia, Shane Cooper begins his first day with the local police department. The day goes to hell when it turns out former local and now escaped prisoner Jimmy Conway is on his way back to town. With checkpoints erected and a posse gathered, the locals batten down the hatches for the incoming storm.
The film’s worst enemy is a thinking audience, as extraordinary leaps in logic cause the film to stall out. One guy wastes an opportunity shoot the bad guy; another is bleeding so bad he passes out, but can then ride a horse and lithely dismount; and the number of shotguns pumped for dramatic purposes in this film is just waiting for an internet meme to highlight its absurdity. Toss in the apparition abilities of the hero and re-inforcements, and the film’s potential at the beginning compared to the disappointment at the end, and it reflects the brutal realities of childrearing in a way that I’m sure is unintentional.
If you’re concerned that I’m just being nit picky, I assure you, I’m not. The logic issues and the heroic, exposition-heavy conclusion are like sandpaper to your gray matter. Where the film takes off with moments of mystery and fear, they are promptly stamped out by discordant events or words that just don’t belong in this film.
Sure, there are bullets and bloodshed, but the thin drama fails to sustain any propulsion and makes it a joyless thrill you could give a shit about. Tone dictates expectations and the film does not deliver on its promises.
Oh, and did I mention the film has a black panther? I don’t know why, it just does.