Killshot, huh. How to describe it… well, let’s just dive in, shall we? This film is a bit of a mixed bag. Directed by John Madden (no, not the football guy), it stars Diane Lane and Mickey Rourke. If you’re thinking to yourself, “Well, this sounds pretty promising,” you’re not far off. But let’s be real, it’s not without its flaws.

So, the plot centers around Carmen (Diane Lane) and Wayne Colson, a couple who witness a botched hit and end up on the run from a very menacing Mickey Rourke, playing a hitman named Blackbird. Rourke, in true Rourke fashion, brings a certain intensity to the screen. I remember there was this moment where he just looked into the camera with those haunted eyes, and it honestly gave me chills. It reminded me of that time I saw “Rumble Fish” back in the day. Same intensity, same unpredictability.

However, the story itself feels a bit muddled. At times, it’s like trying to put together IKEA furniture without the manual— you know there’s a masterpiece in there somewhere, but getting there can be frustrating. There are subplots and characters that don’t quite serve the story or maybe just could’ve been better fleshed out.

One thing that really stood out for me, though, was the setting. It brought back memories of those desolate moments up north in Swedish Lapland, minus the snow. Empty spaces can be both beautiful and terrifying, and the film captures that dichotomy well. For me, those wide empty streets and abandoned buildings brought a kind of eerie familiarity.

Now, despite its flaws, Killshot has some pretty compelling moments. Diane Lane delivers a solid performance, which isn’t surprising for anyone who’s seen her work before. The tension between her and Thomas Jane (who plays her husband) feels real, and you can almost see the strain in their relationship peeling away like old wallpaper.

Oh, and speaking of wallpaper, there’s this scene where they’re hiding in an old, rundown motel room. The awkward silence, the peeling paint, it’s so uncomfortably real. You almost feel like you’re intruding on a private moment, like walking in on someone in the bathroom at a friend’s party—totally accidental, totally cringey.

So, would I recommend it? Maybe. If you’re a fan of intense thrillers – check out the trailer and see for yourself