Hit List

This film starts by giving you the impression you are in for a good show (b movie or not), right from the outake you are presented with a far from unattractive sexually active blonde and Jeff Fahey (someone I regard as a good actor) preparing to do something nasty with a suppressed gun and a container of rather deadly looking pills! This is where the impression quickly wears off. The plot is very weak making it impossible to take your eyes off the screen in fear of getting lost in the film should you decide to do so. The action is also very weak and never really takes off, something which is usually a necessity in order to save a film with a plot as tender as this. I never have been a big fan of Yancy Butler but have never been one to complain about her removing her clothes, something which this film also shy's away from bar once. I cannot think of one reason to recommend this film for viewing, so basically don't watch it....

Yancy Butler has never been sexier... In this cool flick she hires Jeff Fahey, who works for an organization run by James Coburn, to find the killer of her husband. The film looks great and has lots of twists and surprises. Probably Fahey's best role. The film is better than I thought it would be. And the ending is a shocking surprise.

Though it doesn't show up right away, there's at least one staggeringly huge problem with this movie that readily diminishes it. One doesn't even have to watch to guess what it is; any time A Man and A Woman appear together on-screen, of course there must be romantic involvement, no matter how contrived it is. Beyond this, the first act is well executed but not especially remarkable as we're treated to well-trodden exposition and the first glimmers of plot - though one might wonder why a professional assassin doesn't try to keep more of a low profile (a fancy car, a huge condo, not really keeping up appearances in specific social settings). Heading into the second act the narrative opens up a bit more, but I can't help but think the film bit off more than it could chew. The latest assignment of our assassin protagonist gets more and more complicated; the investigation of law enforcement makes more and more complex connections; the "You've Got To Be Kidding Me" romance continues apace. Yet as it progresses 'The hit list' is decidedly unbothered about any of it, and struggles to make all these threads feel like they're being fully and appropriately addressed in turn, or entirely cohesive.

I think this is modestly enjoyable, though it's also cemented rather quickly that this is nothing special, and troubled in some ways. I like Rick Conrad's original music, though as it presents it's a little all over the map, and the specific employment of some themes are a tad out of place. Stunts, bursts of violence, and effects are done well, but are kind of sprinkled piecemeal through most of the runtime as the low-key thriller story, that's not wholly convincing, is emphasized instead. I do like that story in and of itself; however, the fact remains that it's twisted into a shape here that just feels off all around. I like the cast - not to count out anyone else, but I'm especially fond of Yancy Butler and James Coburn - yet I don't think their skills are put to the best use. And so it goes on down the line: all the right elements are here for a compelling, satisfying thriller, but none of it comes together in a way that would actually meet those ends.

Phrases keep circling in my mind like "functionally competent," paired with something along the lines of "meaningfully empty" or "substantively deficient." This applies to too many aspects of the feature, including not least Reed Steiner's writing. The cops leading the investigation go far, far outside the bounds of legality (points for realism?), but somehow we're expected to cheer them on. Plot development feels heavy-handed - not by way of being forced upon us, or bluntly dispensed, but rather in that it comes at us in a thick, tangled wave of silly string and molasses that we have to take all at once or not at all. With this in mind, it's no wonder that the scene writing and narrative struggle to achieve an earnest sense of unity of vision, basic structural integrity, or any real potency, even at the climax. 'The hit list' tries to be very nuaced and clever in its storytelling, but is ineffective in that aim, with the result of instead feeling both overfull and scattered as it presents. William Webb's direction seems similarly weak, with scenes often coming off as a little lethargic, or altogether lacking the vibrancy that would make count. Between these shortcomings of writing and direction the acting suffers in kind, mostly feeling rather uneven - and unfortunately no one is impacted more than Jeff Fahey, starring as our hitman protagonist.

I don't think this film is outright bad. There are good ideas here, and each constituent element represents possible strength to draw upon. The plot gets lost in its own ambition, however, and at no time can 'The hit list' strike a chord to make any of its content truly count. An unremarkable first acts leads into an overbearing second, and the third just can't pick up the pieces. I want to say that I like this more than I do, but when all is said and done it just can't make much of an impression. There are still worse movies you could watch, certainly, and this is maybe most recommendable for those who are major fans of someone involved. In light of all the other pictures you could spend time with, however, this isn't a hit and it just doesn't need to be on your list.

Think of a cliché, any cliché, in a movie about a professional hit men getting tangled in a web of revenge. Thought about one? It's in this movie.

The leading star Jeff Fahey plays the pro-hit-man and as you could've guessed, he's the sexy, strong silent type hit-man who hardly speaks more then 3 sentences in a conversation. ("I only kill people who deserve to die...") There are flashbacks when someone looks at a picture, there is a client falling in love with the hit-men, etc. etc. etc. The conversations in the movie are the stereotype dialogues you expect in a b-movie and the police-officers investigating the murders just seem to be working on their first case ever.

I give it a 4, for there are martial arts movies about revenge that are worse then this, but this movie comes close...

Like I said, this is quite a trashy movie. I didn't realize that it had been on TV until I checked this web site recently. Anyway, I saw the movie on video; so I'm sure that it was edited severely before it hit TV. There is a topless breast shot in the first ten seconds. As far as what that says for the rest of the movie, do your own math. Even though I am a huge fan of Yancy Butler, this movie just didn't do it for me. And that's saying something because I'm an open minded person who's willing to give anything a chance. (See my comments on the police action thriller "Jailbait".) There is a funny scene where Jeff Fahey and Yancy Butler are making out, and her hair gets in his mouth. (As you can tell, I find just about anything humorous.) Now that James Coburn has won an Oscar, he is probably trying to erase all connections between himself and this movie.