It’s usually a good sign when a film instantly engages the audience with a dynamic, compelling, and (in this case) absolutely chilling opening sequence. That is unless, of course, those first frenetic moments turn out to be the pinnacle of the film’s creative interest, which is unfortunately the case with Harry Brown
. After getting off to a stellar start and setting up a complex, authentic, and utterly relevant scenario, Harry Brown
sputters out by devolving into yet another cinematic shoot-out that relies entirely on the familiar conceit of men pointing guns at one another to stir up superficial drama.
Sir Michael Caine is officially infallib...