The Courier Film Review

Well, practically everyone else seems to hate this film, rating it on par with a dead rodent left in the sun too long, so don't let my opinion get anyone to watch it. Not that it ever does, but this is my kind of film. A female that kills everyone. In various ways. All in a good cause of course. Olga Kurylenko has somehow managed to become the Queen of B Action films having appeared in a bunch of them. That she can speak a number of languages has allowed her to appear in films from all over the place - one even from Korea though I doubt if she speaks Korean. She is also of course a Bond Girl from Quantum of Solace, so that probably helped. She can go either way - be the villainess or the heroine - she is great as a wicked cruel killer in The Princess. She is fine here as she takes on a band of mercenaries by herself. Guess who wins?

And she is only a courier. She delivers packages on her motorcycle across London. One night it was the wrong package. A witness to a murder committed by a one-eyed Gary Oldman wearing an eye-patch is being protected by everyone and their mother in a safe room. Not that safe as it turns out. One of them has been bribed to kill everyone - including the courier. The package has cyanide gas, the courier is shot twice and the witness is in the bathroom. But our courier was wearing a bulletproof jacket - London is a rough town - and she and the witness escape to the garage. The witness is played by Amit Shah who I enjoyed in Final Score. Here he is much more annoying - constantly complaining that the courier has no plan. Especially, when the garage is locked down and a dozen or so killers show up to finish the job. Armed to the teeth. She is a damn courier, what do you expect. I am happy when they deliver my lunch on time.

This is the definition of a low-budget action film - all shot in a multi-story parking garage in which they play hide and seek and kill with the killers. Turns out she is ex-military - and you guess that when she snaps one of their necks like I can turn the top of a bottle of soda. At one point, they offer her a million dollars to turn him over and walk away and she replies, I would rather kill you all. Yup. My kind of film again. Why Gary Oldman is in this is a mystery - perhaps an alimony payment was due - he basically sits in a chair in New York City the whole-time receiving updates on whether the witness is dead. His cute but awful daughter (Calli Taylor) comforts him. Dermot Mulroney also picks up a paycheck for a few minutes of easy work. No one said a film had to be smart or logical to be enjoyable.