My Cultural Diet

I felt bad for my wife as we watched Hit Man; it features some of her most hated movie tropes (e.g., normal people making increasingly bad decisions with no hope of redemption). I ended up liking the movie more than she did, but honestly, not by much. With its story about a psychology professor who moonlights as a fake hit man for the New Orleans police department, Hit Man seems to want to be a screwy Coen Brothers-esque comedy, especially when leading man Glen Powell begins adopting different hitman personas. (Which the trailer really focuses on.) But then it also plays at being a knotty, twisted thriller laced with pitch-black humor, moral and legal quandaries, and ridiculous sexuality — and frustratingly, ends up being neither. (For the record, we would’ve preferred the former.) To the movie’s credit, Powell delivers a great performance and we were frequently left guessing as to where the story was going. Unfortunately, said story ended up being less satisfying than any of our theories.

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