Charles Bronson is one of the few actors that could pass himself off, effortlessly, as a legitimate underworld character while delivering ruthless mayhem in a likable manner. You won't see him changing oil or aligning tires here but explosions, chases, and double crossings are abound. Bronson plays a stone faced, knife throwing, plane flying, pipe smoking hit man who acts more like a connoisseur of the finer things than a methodical killer.
Flawlessly set against a gritty 70's backdrop and tempoed with an unrelenting score by
Jerry Fielding. The opening scene can stand alone as one of the greatest both visually and sonically.
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Jan Michael Vincent delivers a notable performance as a rambunctious surfer type eager to unleash his inner psychotic as Bronson's apprentice.
The Mechanic sets its own unapologetic pace with plenty of grime, wreckage, and a Bronson mustache that could turn Hollywood into dust.