The Beekeeper 4K 2024 2160p WEB-DL

Adam Clay (Jason Statham) leads a modest rural life, devoting himself to beekeeping. His landlady Miss Parker (Phylicia Rashad) falls for a phishing scam and loses two million dollars. The scammers empty the gullible woman's wallets, driving her to suicide. Clay is out of his mind and henceforth thirsts for justice - on his way are both FBI agents, including the daughter of the deceived woman (Emmy Raver-Lapman), and criminals who are in the highest echelons of American power. An ex-CIA agent (Jeremy Irons) makes it clear to his con artist son (Josh Hutcherson) that behind the worldly hobby of beekeeping there is a certain secret about the classified organization, and retired mercenary Clay will clearly go all the way.

The Beekeeper 4K Review
Adam Clay (Jason Statham) leads a modest rural life, devoting himself to beekeeping. His landlady Miss Parker (Phylicia Rashad) falls for a phishing scam and loses two million dollars. The scammers empty the gullible woman's wallets, driving her to suicide. Clay is out of his mind and henceforth thirsts for justice - on his way are both FBI agents, including the daughter of the deceived woman (Emmy Raver-Lapman), and criminals who are in the highest echelons of American power. An ex-CIA agent (Jeremy Irons) makes it clear to his con artist son (Josh Hutcherson) that there's a definite secret about the classified organization behind the worldly hobby of beekeeping, and retired mercenary Clay will clearly follow through.

Fraud is punishable. If retribution doesn't catch up through the letter of the law, it will catch up through Statham's arm and leg. This is the clear, without echoes or complications, moralism of "The Beekeeper" - David Eyre's new movie, which has every chance to be his best work since "Fury" and "Patrol". There is also an objective indicator - success at the domestic box office, drawing prospects for the newly minted tandem of Eyre and Statham. With the audience, and especially Russian, the actor managed to find a common language. Everyone has heard the memes, out of control: from innocent jokes to the status of "People's Artist". Yes, and today there is a great temptation to record dubolomnogo action in some exotics - the death agony of the genre, it seems, only whetted the audience. Of course, "The Beekeeper" doesn't open any new doors in action movies (all have already been knocked out by Statham), but, like a glass vessel of honey, only adds to the collection in the pantry.

You can't turn away from metaphors from beekeeping sphere - they, as well as apiary equipment, are with the viewer for the whole hour and a half. Already in the first 20 minutes Eyre's action film engages the viewer in a humorous assault - here the critical approach will not help. A lonely apiary owner takes revenge for deceiving a pensioner just like that, for no particular reason (thanks to the fact that they decided to avoid cliched triggers like a murdered wife, child or dog), is ready to unceremoniously burn call centers with villains, and a dozen times to remind others that he is a beekeeper and now it is necessary to punish the hornets. The gradation of insanity is such that we are generally not surprised when the hornets turn out to be high-ranking circles, and the shooting and stabbings flow smoothly to the White House. Special forces are coming at Statham, firing guns from turrets, trying to disarm him somehow - he, however, is quite enough with fists, knives and ropes.

The Beekeeper's script is pollinated with the dark scandals of American politics - here, it feels like an absurdist meltdown of all the edgy content of the past decade. Take for example the family of villains: they use fraudulent money to finance the presidential campaign (with Gemma Redgrave as the leader, ostentatiously resembling Hillary Clinton). The I.T. guys with their power and access to data in "Beekeeper" are turned from the salt of the earth into a scourge on the body of society, and the son's crimes are covered up by an ex-agent played by Jeremy Irons. Even he soberly realizes that everyone is finished and the buzz won't last long - the beekeeper is near.

The inexorable self-irony is the inexorable dignity of this leaden frenzy, which somehow superglue holds the crazy construction consisting of gunfire, fights, stupid puns and plot twists no worse (and no better) than "Black Dynamite": here Eyre really tries to make an exemplary "b-movie" (b-movie as a category of quality and bee - as belonging to bees in English). The actors courageously keep their faces even in a situation where another ridiculous dialog ("the family is a hive, you might say") is about to break a smile in them. Eyre had the guts to make a movie about a militant beekeeper, Statham had the guts to hold onto his status as the genre's chief beekeeper, and everyone else was dispersed in wax honeycombs. This is what "John Wick" looks like, cast in an amber honey sheen. Whether to laugh, indignation or buzz - no one asks the viewer, the last word will be Statham's.