In the main, Jaume Collet-Serra is making a character-driven drama about betrayed honor, and the result is a film closer in spirit to the baggage-rich crime novels of Dennis Lehane than dumb multiplex fare.
Run All Night is a taut, edgy affair that features Neeson in peak action form and allows him to partially atone for the indignity of Taken 3.
There are more phones than female characters, who spend the movie comatose in hospital beds, fretting silently in the background or being hugged through a doorway
With all due respect for Harris's ability to overact even while underacting, and given the hour-plus of citywide demolition, the stakes for the action here are awfully low.
An admirable cat-and-mouse tale that puts forth a lot of clich�s and executes them with B-movie intensity.
"Run All Night" is proof that quality action films don't really need to reinvent the wheel each time out as long as they make it spin this smoothly.
Mostly thanks to its stars, it is a perfectly acceptable, if unnecessary, addition to the angry middle-aged guy action-movie genre.
Run All Night isn't dull. The pace is breakneck, and necks get broken. But the violence is relentless, ugly, unredeemed by any real humanity.
Collet-Serra (Non-Stop and Unknown), lavishes the story with whooshing aerial cameras and shadowy rat-warren interiors.