It takes nearly the entire movie for the denim jacket worn by Jason Statham in Mutiny to get messed up, and this after his character has killed nearly two dozen bad guys using a variety of automatic weapons, at least two knives, his own fists and, in one gross-out moment, a padlock he employs to rip a gaping hole through a man’s cheek. Amid all of this, he performs surgery to remove a bullet from the shoulder of his female sidekick, Angie (Annabelle Wallis). And yet, that jacket remains spotless.
Details such as this emerge while watching this merely serviceable maritime action flick, whose plot is so boilerplate, and whose characters so unidimensional, that there’s not much else to take interest in. Competently if routinely directed by Jean-François Richet, who previously put Mel Gibson on a motorcycle in Blood Father and Gerard Butler on a fallen plane in, well, Plane, this one sets Statham on a cargo ship filled with human-trafficking mercenaries he exterminates in gory, sometimes giddy ways.
Mutiny
The Bottom Line
All fists on deck!
