
The Beekeeper is an action film written by Kurt Wimmer and directed by David Ayer. Jason Statham plays the mysterious and deadly Adam Clay, who is a beekeeper who retired as some undefined government agent who was also known my that moniker. Jeremy Irons, Minnie Driver, and Phylicia Rashad are the more experienced cast members in this line-up. Also included in the cast are Emmy Raver-Lampman, Josh Hutcherson, and Jemma Redgrave.
Jason Statham has retired from some shadowy government group of killers known as the Beekeepers and is actually keeping real bees in his quiet life. He has befriended an older neighbor who was scammed out of all of her savings, which leads to her committing suicide. Statham’s Adam Clay finds the organization responsible and launches into a bloody vengeful rampage that will take him to the most powerful forces in the American government. He has to dodge the attention of FBI agents, one of whom is the daughter of his dead friend. Anyway, Clay uses a variety of gruesome lessons to teach the unscrupulous scammers a bit of fair play.
Jason Statham fans will be relieved to know that he has not been experimenting with his acting style. He can still pull off some implausible fisticuffs with his usual stoic panache. There is plenty of death and dismemberment to satisfy the more ghoulish movie goers. Statham still has an intimidating glare and can handle himself with brutal precision. A lot of bad guys get their comeuppance, and that’s just fine.
Unsurprisingly, the plot is almost completely incoherent. I guess the revenge motive is straight-forward enough, but I was distracted by not really knowing what function the Beekeepers actually served. When are they actually called in and by whom? The president doesn’t appear to know much about them. Basically, the whole background of the character and this weird agency from which he retired did not seem very well thought out. The FBI agent who just lost her mother to a tragic suicide was a little too glib considering the circumstances. I like seeing Rashad onscreen, and her soothing yet somehow firm presence was welcome to see, but she was not around very long. Jish Hutcherson does well as the bratty rich kid behind the scam network. Irons is always pretty solid.
It’s a somewhat fun and forgettable cinematic experience, but it is pretty poorly plotted. Wimmer, the writer, does little to add any real dimension to the main character. He would have done better to have Clay be a retired agent from a more well-known agency, who happened to be a beekeeper. That would have made more sense and perhaps made it easier to enjoy the constant onslaught of fights and mutilation.
Statham remains consistently fun to watch. The film isn’t really so bad as being unwatchable, but it isn’t for the faint of heart. Fortunately, the classic, mindless revenge flick doesn’t need to work that hard generally, however this one could have used a little more effort on the script.




