Quick confession: I've been devouring a lot of Denzel Washington movies lately. After seeing his stellar performance in Gladiator II (still hoping for a Macrinus spin-off, FYI), I felt compelled to revisit some of his older classics, from Spike Lee's He Got Game to the iconic Malcolm X. And guys, I can honestly say that Washington's talent is unmatched. Not too many actors can command every scene or deliver powerful performances that resonate with fans across generations. But as much as I do enjoy watching the seasoned actor, I have to admit, not all of Washington's movies are created equal.
Most recently, I rewatched Tony Scott's 2004 adaptation of A. J. Quinnell's thriller novel, Man on Fire, then followed up with another viewing of The Bone Collector (an adaptation of the 1997 novel by Jeffery Deaver). I hadn't seen either of these films in more than a decade, so I figured I'd turn this into a little experiment and see if both films still hold up.