If Atomic Blonde achieves anything it is that the film, from stunt coordinator-turned-director David Leitch, thoroughly cements Charlize Theron’s status as one of the premiere action stars in cinema today. Fresh from The Fate and the Furious, having dominated too Mad Max: Fury Road, Theron owns the film from stilettoed start to erudite end. An excuse for a cornucopia of action set pieces, Atomic Blonde offers fun aplenty along the ride, even if as a whole the complete picture never quite satiates the appetite wishing for just a bit more oomph to its plot.
If you can stomach a graphic demonstration the grapefruit technique with a banana you can handle anything. You can also have fun with Girls Trip. If you have to Google the term for understanding, your position is 50/50. That’s your watermark.
Very occasionally, history offers epochal anecdotes so cinematic in their telling that it is hard not to imagine the real event as having been written and produced by Hollywood itself. The May to June evacuation of the British Army from the beaches at Dunkirk in the second year of the Second World War is exactly one such moment. Indeed, an unlikely tale of heroism in which underdogs overcome all odds to seize victory from the grasps of defeat, the story of Dunkirk has gifted, in many ways, a exemplary template for decades of cinematic offerings.
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