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Man on a Ledge: A thriller short on thrills | 2 stars
It has its moments, but Man is too absurd.
By ANN HORNADAYThe Washington Post
MAN ON A LEDGE
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Say this much for Man on a Ledge: It sure is about a man on a ledge.
The audience, on the other hand, never quite gets that vertiginous anything-can-happen feeling watching Asger Leths preposterous action thriller.
Sam Worthington plays ex-cop Nick Cassidy, who has been doing a stretch in prison for a crime he didnt commit. After masterminding a breakout, he winds up at Manhattans Roosevelt Hotel, where he calmly opens a window 200 feet up and climbs out after consuming a last supper of lobster and champagne.
But wait! Cassidys stunt may be more complicated than a mere death wish, as becomes clear when he summons Lydia Mercer to the scene. That tough-as-nails police negotiator is played by Elizabeth Banks in whats supposed to be a frazzled, hungover state, the first of a series of whoppers that get bigger and dumber as the tick-tock progresses.
Often recalling the superior Mission: Impossible Ghost Protocol in its ambitious plot twists and stunts, Man on a Ledge presents a more down-market version of the same essential elements.
Leth, working from a script by Pablo F. Fenjves, never chooses craft or subtlety when obviousness works just as easily. So the stolen jewel that figures prominently in Man on a Ledge looks as if it came from the Acme Diamond Co., and a cheeky supporting character played by Genesis Rodriguez simply cant do her bit for Cassidys scheme unless she strips down to her pink Vickys Secrets.
Like last years action comedy Tower Heist, Man on a Ledge becomes something of a parable of the 99 percent, with Cassidy initially an object of prurient interest for the massed crowds below, then becoming a blue-collar folk hero.
That gives the movie at least a frisson of contemporary relevance, but the filmmakers blow that advantage with plot and characterization that require not just a suspension of disbelief but a suspension of eye-rolling reflexes and the nagging impulse to burst into derisive laughter.
Man on a Ledge has its diverting moments, but by the time it has reached its too-pat final twist, it turns out to be a title desperately in search of a movie.