Movies like Hitman: Agent 47 put me in a conundrum. It is unquestionably a bad film, with almost non-existent characters and a plot that genuinely qualifies as confusing. The story starts out as a rip-off on one sci-fi classic before becoming a rip-off of another sci-fi classic in the third act. It is a cynical cash-grab for a seemingly revived franchise that exists purely because the IP allegedly still has value. And yet the thing we came to see, the action sequences and violent showdowns, are actually perfectly acceptable. The shootouts are staged with genuine creativity presumably thanks to John Wick co-director David Leitch handling second-unit, and the copious killings are appropriately varied and grisly. It’s refreshingly R-rated, and the film genuinely looks good, with plentiful international locales and actual exterior locations. I am hesitant to give Hitman: Agent 47 too much of a pass, but it does deliver in the areas for which most people would see a Hitman movie in the first place. It’s just good enough to make me wish it were, I dunno, good.