When you think of a Guy Ritchie movie, generally a certain type of movie comes to mind. Something off-beat with quirky characters and barely understandable dialog with a book’s worth of one-liners that are funny once you figure out what was said.

Wrath of Man isn’t that movie.

In what’s more of a break from his usual style, Ritchie puts together an action/thriller that is more in line with the main star, Jason Statham. A loner, quiet anti-hero who is out for revenge, even though his own life isn’t exactly squeaky-clean.

The movie has received mixed reviews, mostly of the “there’s almost no female characters and those that are in it don’t do much.” HELLO-O! McFly! It’s a Guy Ritchie movie. That describes almost everyone of them. Did those same reviewers savage Pitch Perfect for the lack of men in it? Doubtful.

It’s pretty much what you’d think it is with a few interesting tidbits thrown in. Josh Hartnett plays his first significant role in almost 15 years since 30 Days of Night and his part isn’t much bigger than anyone else’s. hardly anyone has a real name but instead they go by, “H”, Bullet, Hollow Bob, Boy Sweat Dave and the like. You aren’t at this movie for a deep character study and if you are, you wandered into the wrong theater.

There’s plenty of gunfire and a lot of shots miss and even the ones that hit usually don’t inflict mortal damage. I liked it well enough but it was just a little different than what I was expecting.