Admittedly, Timothy Olyphant looks the part, though he seems a little too emotional to be the Agent 47 we all know and love. But there's nice operatic music, some good shots of him stalking through a crowd and plenty of click-clunk hardware to satisfy the guns 'n' ammo fetishists.
We'd have preferred a more intelligent story, though, perhaps inspired by The Matador's comic-self-awareness. Or even something blatantly, shamelessly focused on action, just without all the predictably twisty-turny surprises we tiredly expect from most thrillers nowadays.
Don't mind us, we're just irritated. But wouldn't it have been nice, given that Hitman's videogame escapades have always gripped us with their own well-crafted plots, for Hollywood to just leave things as they are?