Homefront Film Review

I have to admit I eat up these Jason Statham films like salty peanuts. They are fueled on quiet machismo and loud head cracking violence and I find them oddly satisfying. Not really sure why but he does revenge well. Throw in a daughter (or a little Chinese girl) that he has to protect and I am over the finish line. You know how macho this film is? The script was written by Sylvester Stallone. That's how much. It is a decent script - it's not going to win any awards but it takes its time to establish characters and place and set up the killings that have to come.

Small town America. Fucked up like anywhere else. Don't believe the song. Phil Broker (Statham) is an undercover DEA agent who breaks up a meth organization in which the son of the gang leader is killed. The gang leader wears revenge against Broker and his little girl. Broker wisely moves. Not so wisely he moves down south where strangers are not really welcome. His nine-year old daughter punches a bully and then gives him a swift kick. That begins a series of events that lead to a bunch of confrontations and killings. Damn kids. The boy was the nephew of the local meth dealer and his sister asks him to get back at Broker. Small beginnings. The meth dealer is played by James Franco, his sister by a meth addicted Kate Bosworth and his drug addled girlfriend by Winona Ryder. Clancy Brown is the Sheriff and Omar Benson Miller (who I liked so much in Ballers as the huge player with a soft demeanor) is Broker's friend. Solid cast for a film like this. The dealer thinks he is a genius when he learns who Broker really is and calls the big dealer. The dealer sends the pros to kill Broker. It all goes to hell for the meth dealer. Not the way it was supposed to go.