The bottom line is: we all love Vin Diesel. Some of his best roles haven’t even taken advantage of his physicality, instead just using his voice, one so husky and overflowing with heart it can’t help but be a little garbled, to bring viewers to tears with just a few words. He can drive a car off a cliff and make you feel the importance of family with just a subtle clinking of two ice-cold bottles of Coronas (not sponsored). But there’s also an earnest sense of emotion underneath Diesel’s meat-stuffed tank tops. We all know by now that Diesel can throw down with the best of them-it’s saying something that he can have a face off with Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson and make it seem like it could actually be a fair fight. But, as is the case with Bloodshot-the big-screen debut of Valiant Comics’ unkillable, memory-wiped super soldier, which hit theaters last weekend-there’s a lot more nuance to Diesel. It’s fitting then, that the titular hero is played by Vin Diesel-a hulking slab of muscle and charisma who is, arguably, the platonic ideal of an action star.
Bloodshot tries, in every way, to weaponize action movie cliches.
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