I like Panerai watches, but, apart from the lovely Shu Qi, this film had little more to recommend it than a Panerai watch commercial. If I'd bothered, I would have lost count of the number of times Jason Statham looked at his watch. However, like Ryan O'Neal in the similar film, The Driver, that seemed to be almost the limit to his acting. I half-remember a review of The Driver that said that Ryan O'Neal had a range of emotions from a to b. Jason Statham is the same; he has "grumpy" and "looking at his watch". The film also reminded me why I stopped buying Stanley Clarke's albums twenty five years ago. The soundtrack was clichéd at its best, and normally far worse. If you want a film with car chases get Ronin, but avoid this like the plague.
Review of The Transporter
