Michael Fassbender’s cold, stern voiceover in The Killer is the embodiment of “chilling.” From the opening frame, his monotone musings could double as bedtime stories for sociopaths—or the world’s most intense mindfulness app. If his mantra, “Stick to the plan, anticipate, don’t improvise,” doesn’t scream “killer vibes,” then his clean kills—a neck snap here, a nail gun to the chest there—seal the deal. But what makes this film really stand out is its twisty storytelling. Just as you’re trying to figure out his next move, he’s already onto it. You’re left a step behind, playing catch-up while the suspense builds to a fever pitch.
The plot takes off when Fassbender’s killer delivers a big speech about patience and precision…and then screws up spectacularly. The irony? Delicious. Suddenly, his meticulous world crumbles, kicking off a revenge story that’s equal parts chaotic and cathartic. His motto, “Empathy is weakness,” feels laughable when he’s smiling at strangers and tipping generously. Come on, mate, pick a lane!
Divided into chapters, the film starts slow—like a killer setting up the perfect shot. But once the action begins, it’s a surprisingly watchable and entertaining ride. Shot with stunning precision, every frame oozes style, while the suspenseful music keeps your heart pounding. Fassbender’s character lives by rigid rules, aiming to control every variable and banish emotions. Yet, the dialogue often feels like it’s trying too hard to deliver these pseudo life lessons. It’s like the screenplay wants you to meditate on existentialism while dodging bullets.
Overall, The Killer is a visually striking, slow-burn thriller with a pulse-pounding payoff. Is it perfect? Nah, but like its protagonist, it’s fascinating to watch when it’s falling apart.
