Hard to Kill (1990)
(In French, On Cable TV, September 2020) As much as it’s easy to laugh about Steven Seagal these days now that he’s an obese shadow of his former self, his first few films weren’t that bad. An example of this is Hard to Kill, a straightforward revenge action movie in which Seagal is surrounded by competent filmmakers, is in fairly good shape, and has an acceptable script. (Well, one that doesn’t dwell for a long time on physical rehabilitation after seven years of coma—Seagal is always ready to go!) It’s still not that good a movie, but at least it’s competent. Seagal, on the other hand, is still as stiff and downright strange here at the top of his screen persona—playing an action hero more than a character, and not doing it with any style or grace. Kelly Lebrock is a welcome addition to the package, but let’s be clear—as orchestrated by Bruce Malmuth, it’s an efficient action movie first, and then all sorts of Seagal-infused weirdness second. Anyone wondering what the fuss was about Seagal in his glory days could always watch Hard to Kill: they’ll at least get an accurate idea that Seagal could be better but, even at his best, wasn’t that much of a superstar.