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I wanted to talk a little bit about 'Icarus' or 'The Killing Machine' as it is known in America. Is there potential for a franchise?
Well, not really. To tell you the truth, I had some problems with the producers - it kind of ended up not being my cut that ended up being released. So I wasn't too happy about it.
That's too bad, I really enjoyed it - you were great in it.
Thanks, the original was better. You live and learn.
In Dolph Lundgren's first crack behind the camera, The Defender, he played an enigmatic hard man whose aptitude for killing puts everyone around him in mortal danger. Many people wanted him dead. Many people ended up dead.
For his next directorial tricks (The Mechanik, Diamond Dogs [an uncredited stand-in gig], Missionary Man and Command Performance), he played various enigmatic hard men - usually haunted by their pasts - whose aptitude for killing put everyone around them in mortal danger. Many people wanted them dead. Many more people ended up dead.
So what of Dolph's fifth, The Killing Machine, in which he plays the enigmatic Edward Genn, by day an international property broker, by every other day a hitman for the Russian mob, haunted by his past as KGB agent 'Icarus'?
Well, let's allow Edward to sum up the situation: "The man who hired me is dead. The man who hired him is dead."
No change here then. That's the great thing about Dolph as both star and director - you know exactly what you're gonna get.
So here we are, following Eddie's bid to extricate himself from his double life, which means keeping his estranged wife Joey (Stefanie von Pfetten) and young daughter safe while the assorted bodies of acquaintances, bimbos and gun-toting goons pile up around them.
As with all Dolph's missions, this is done via twitchy camerawork, flashbacks, one or two ploddy bits, the odd double-cross, and numerous bursts of splattery violence.
A little more levity wouldn't go amiss, though the speed with which both Eddie and Joey get over their ill-fated new partners is hilarious.
But while Dolph invariably sticks to his formulaic guns, his direction improves with every job. The Killing Machine finds him more in control of pace and camera tricks than any of his previous efforts, and appointing himself as narrator adds a welcome touch of noir.
Of course, nobody's here to assess his technique, they're here to count bodies. A rough estimate? Many.
Elliott Noble
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