"He's an artist of death," says former mercenary Rayburn (Christopher Walken) of his friend John Creasy (Denzel Washington), "and he's about to paint his masterpiece. I really don't have anything else to say." Only Walken can say that much without sounding like a complete ass, and he's on shaky ground in director Tony Scott's do-over of pseudonymous novelist A.J. Quinnell's gloomy story of righteous retribution, which he hoped to adapt back in the mid-1980s but lost to a then more-bankable filmmaker. Hollowed out by corrosive guilt, alcoholic former U.S. military operative Creasy drifts to crime-ridden Mexico City to visit Rayburn, who has crawled out from under his ...