The Bounty Hunter Review: (Un)Wanted
There’s usually a reason for air-tight pre-screening restrictions and syncronised trans-Atlantic release dates.
More often than not it means the film in question is bad. Bad enough to make the studio think they need to at least get a few dollars on the door before everyone realises what a pile of proverbial it is.
In this tradition, The Bounty Hunter does not disappoint, and manages to fall between the chairs of rom-com and actioner without much grace.
Gerard Butler seems to be typcasting himself into two roles of late. One normally sees him playing a bloody mentalist hell-bent on a life of carnage (Law Abiding Citizen) and leather underpants (300), and the other far uglier side of his screen persona is a line in shabby rom-coms with a car chase thrown in for good measure. With the exception of his Spartan sojourn, none of these efforts have achieved the desired result.
But Butler is nothing if not a tryer (and pretty volatile one at that) so here he labours forward, helped on his way to the ‘catch-all’ wasteland by a beautifully average Jennifer Aniston.
As you may have guessed, Butler plays Milo, the eponymous bounty hunter who has been hired to bring in his ex-wife Nicole (Aniston) after she skips bail. What a rub! Needless to say, despite the fact that he is a hardened man-hunter with a slew of dangerous crooks under his belt, Nicole proves to be Milo’s biggest challenge yet, and before you can say ‘What’s Boba Fett’s pager number?’ there’s a hint of chemistry bubbling between the pair again.
Well I’m sure that’s what it said in the script, but sadly such froth fails to materialise on screen. Some clever set-pieces though.