Bloodshot Movie Review
Bloodshot is a movie that exists. Put that on the Blu-ray case.
Vin Diesel’s latest demonstrates that the walking muscle is back to his old tricks: starring in generic and utterly forgettable action fare. Not bad as much as it is bland, Bloodshot, an adaptation of the Valiant Comics series most people have never heard of, involves a former soldier, regenerative abilities, and Vin Diesel doing Vin Diesel things.
There was a brief time, maybe, when Vin Diesel was more than a pulsing incarnation of tendons and muscle flesh. Remember when he was in Saving Private Ryan? But it’s long been clear that when paired with anyone but Steven Spielberg, he is simply not a very good actor. His stage presence is next to nothing, and his ability to connect with the audience in a relatable way and establish himself as a likeable character is downright terrible.
And if the success of the Marvel movies (or the failure of the Justice League-era DCEU movies) have taught us anything, a superhero movie needs more than bitrate action and an actor/character who growls his lines to make any kind of mark.
Bloodshot is not that movie.
While it boasts a semi-decent climax, most of its action is middle of the road at best, mediocre at worst. The scenes in between the action are bland--so bland that Guy Pearce, who plays the villain, spends every scene shouting “What happened?” at the top of his lungs just to get a rise out of himself.
There are many worse movies in the world than Bloodshot--Diesel should know, as he has starred in some of them--but it fails to establish why anyone should care about this movie. It exists, and that is all that can be said.
Review by Erik Samdahl unless otherwise indicated.