The Beekeeper (2024) Directed by David Ayer
3A
Killing time between tennis matches on the weekend, I watched
The Beekeeper, a goofily conceived, visually competent thriller about a former member of an elite, super covert CIA outfit called The Beekeepers. Jason Statham plays Adam Clay who takes revenge on a bunch of ultra-rich scammers with political connections whose corporation is responsible for the suicide of a nice black woman who they ripped off, the only person to befriend the now retired Beekeeper. Does anyone doubt what happens next?
The Beekeeper is the kind of movie that requires only part of you to be there when watching it. About 70% of your consciousness can be excused to ponder other things.
The Beekeeper held my attention because something interesting would emerge from the predictability for just a brief moment before slinking back into the primal slime, such as Jeremy Irons opening scene, where he blissfully dismisses his psychopath's stepsons attempts to involve him in his cash cow scam efforts. Oh, boy, I thought, Irons will be fun. Nope, the moment passes and future Irons appearances are just stock stuff. But I was still sitting there watching this product, wasn't I? I hadn't moved or turned it off. In retrospect I felt a little irritated at myself.
The Beekeeper plays on the fact that I have already sold out, already been sufficiently dumbed down by similar stupid movies that I don't even try to resist anymore.
How have my standards stooped so low that I flip this thing on even as a time killer? Statham has settled once again for a grumpy pit bull persona that is as charmless as it is boring. He's hardly the only problem, though. The fact that a beehive analogy is made so often by so many characters in the movie just seemed like the AI got stuck on a single note and repeated it too frequently. The twist that comes nearing the conclusion is a howler, one so bad that briefly the movie seems actually more engaging because of it. But then the lights dim again, as from there on out, things just get dumber and dumber. As in so many of these movies, our ostensible hero is just another superhero who can never really be threatened, defeated or killed because presumbably a dumb audience fears uncertainty, even a tiny drop, more than anything else in their movies.
The Beekeeper doesn't dumb you down as much as it assumes that you have already been dumb-downed and are an easy target for more twaddle.