Assassin Club

Teen Jonna is left an orphan after a masked assassin kills her father. Seven years later, assassin Morgan (Henry Golding) is working for Caldwell (Sam Neill). His target is a human trafficker, but another mystery assassin shoots him. His school teacher girlfriend Sophie (Daniela Melchior) is clueless to his real work. He's looking to retire, but Caldwell has a final contract. The new targets are six other assassins and real bad guys. Falk (Noomi Rapace) is a creepy-eyed blonde killer.

This is just another action thriller B-movie. Henry Golding doesn't really have the intensity to lead this type of movie. It tries to steer into his nice guy personality by emphasizing that his targets are all bad guys. It doesn't really seem sensible and Sam Neill is acting too suspicious. The setup is poor and the writing is generally weak. The movie has a lot of competent action, but that's all it has. It's not logical or even fun. This B-movie just lays there without anything compelling.

Sam Neil and Noomi Rapace are co-starring in supporting roles in this movie. Those 2 (once great) actors were the reason I started watching this movie. How disappointing it turned out to be...

The bad: despite the presence of these 2 (once great) actors, they both UNDER perform. Their screen presence is less than I hoped for and the real leading actor has got NO actor's charisma whatsoever.

What I feared it would be (an ordinary B-movie) turned out to be exactly that: a cheaply made copycat gangster movie that is severely lacking in any sort of thrill or suspense.

Not any good then? Some of the action scenes are solid. But those are few and even during those few action scenes lots of stupid credibility flaws made me cringe alot.

Recommended to be entirely avoided, even for Sam Neil or Noomi Rapace fans...

This has got to be one of the worst films of recent years. An absolutely incomprehensible plot line, awful acting and too many hacky action film cliches to count.

The cast is pretty respectable on paper, Noomi Rapace, Sam Neil, Henry Goulding. They should all immediately sack their agents for getting them involved in this absolute turd of a film.

The story line flips all over the place, with so many holes in it that it makes zero sense and the script is so corny it makes you cringe.

In some cases an average movie can be lifted by good action set pieces, but even those were average and all stuff that's been done a million times before.

In conclusion, this film has zero redeeming features, don't waste your time on it.

Dreadful. Badly cut. AWFUL SCRIPTING! A waste of talent. Could have been 10 out of 10 for Golding, Rapace and Neill, but this film lost its way hafl way through. Its clear Golding's career is failing fast, he looks wrecked. Not unlike Chris Pine' in his recent efforts. Neill is good, he was ill when he made this trash, but shines - bet he was glad to get his cheque and leave this utter dross hehind him . I hope Holding's career picks up, a few more stinkers and he's finished - get down to the gym mate, you've let yourself go big time, not good for 36! Disappointing, oh well! Better luck next time!

Henry Golding is "Morgan", somewhat reluctantly tasked by his handler "Caldwell" (Sam Neill) with an unique challenge. It seems he is embroiled in a game of death - and there are six other professional hit-people out there all determined to kill him (unless he kills them first). He wants to retire to a settled life with his teacher girlfriend "Sophie" (Daniela Melchior) but when the two of them encounter "Drakos" (Lorenzo Buran) in a public park, he realises that the choice isn't going to be his! The idea isn't bad, but what now ensues is all rather poor, sorry. There is plenty of pace but the delivery has more holes that a Swiss cheese festival. These are supposed to be amongst the most lethal and devious folks alive yet they all find each other with ease; there is way too much sentiment as the drama predictably unfolds and the underlying ownership of the plot is convoluted and really weak. Now had we spent a little longer with Golding in his one and only shower scene, then perhaps that might have redeemed his otherwise really hammy performance, but we don't so it doesn't, and coupled with a frankly terrible effort from the wooden-as-ever Neill and the almost pantomime-menace contribution from Noomi Rapace as the police investigator "Vos" - a woman with quite a secret - we are left with a film that stays defiantly in the realms of a flat-footed and over-scripted television movie. Someone, somewhere, is determined to make Henry Golding a star. Good luck with that - he has all the charisma of a wet beer mat.