Produced by Margot Robbie with, one presumes, the usual self-self-aggrandizing intentions, Terminal seems to be yet another flash-over-substance, noir-attitude thriller about a pair of assassins (Dexter Fletcher, Max Irons) encountering an “enigmatic” waitress (Robbie) with more up her sleeve than you might expect, etc. And don’t forget Mike Myers! Set in a neon-lit Sin City of sorts and directed and written by Vaughn Stein, a former A.D. and second unit guy whose “works” include Beauty and the Beast, World War Z and Guy Ritchie‘s Sherlock Holmes. “Murderous consequences”, “a mysterious criminal mastermind”, “hell-bent on revenge”…bullshit. Opening in cinemas and on VOD on 5.11, right smack dab in the middle of the Cannes Film Festival.
