Truth be told, Scott Waugh’s action thriller, co-starring Alan Ritchson (“Reacher”), is actually pretty entertaining, with the good sense to clock in at an efficient 98 minutes. But there’s something dispiriting about the middle-tier existence of a skillful meat-and-potatoes crowdpleaser like this, which is neither polished enough to hold up against proper studio fare, nor scrappy enough to thrive as Roger Corman-style exploitation. Supported by Waugh’s muscular direction, Wilson and Ritchson work well together in a chase film whose thinly sketched premise barely sustains its wall-to-wall action sequences.
Ritchson plays Hank Malone, a “big American war hero” turned courier in Brisbane, Australia who just collected his AA coin for a year of sobriety and is teaching himself French in his late daughter’s honor. When his employer gives him a short-term job, picking up a donated liver being transported from the U.S., Hank gets more than he bargained for when the organ shows up under the arm of Ben Bishop (Wilson), a chatty messenger determined to accompany it to its final destination.
Opposite Ritchson in full “butterscotch stallion” mode is Wilson, testing Ben’s likability with a motor-mouthed performance he’s given a few dozen times. Whether the actor is improvising or sticking closely to the script by Miles Hubley and Tommy White, Wilson’s talent and experience maintain the charm of a character who practically talks nonstop but in other hands could simply be obnoxious. In the buddy-movie “action guy-funny guy” formula, Wilson makes Ritchson’s half of that balance a little less lopsided, enabling the audience to enjoy the duo’s frantic, noble determination to deliver the organ, even amidst chaotic violence that will likely be the reason that many see the film.
Waugh, named a 2012 Director to Watch by Variety, last helmed the dismal “Expend4bles.” He redeems himself with this project, perhaps because he’s serving the needs of only two main actors and not a smorgasbord of stars, but he’s clear in delivering what this film needs to accomplish. Sure, it’s simplistic and frequently silly, but most of the laughs are intentional, and the action is sturdy and exciting.
Perhaps ironically, the actors are clearly having fun, which can elevate even the cheapest-looking entertainment to classic status. This clunky vehicle doesn’t transcend its limitations — Wilson and Ritchson’s efforts are the duct tape holding it together — but it’s much better than anyone could have expected. It even makes you want to see them together on screen again in something a bit slicker and more sophisticated. That’s probably the opposite feeling that the film’s producers would like to elicit, but “Runner” is precisely the kind of for-hire work that proves its stars deserve better.
