
Director: Edgar Wright
Starring: Glen Powell, William H. Macy, Lee Pace, Michael Cera, Emilia Jones, Daniel Ezra, Jayme Lawson, Sean Hayes, Colman Domingo, Josh Brolin
Certificate: 15
Run Time: 133 mins
The Running Man is the new film by Edgar Wright, an adaptation of the 1982 Stephen King dystopian novel (who wrote it under his Richard Bachman pseudonym). This isn’t the first time the novel has been adapted into a film – there was the 1987 film Arnold Schwarzenegger-starring film, but that adaptation wasn’t particularly faithful to the source material.
Wright’s film opens in a near-future United States (which draws many parallels with the present day) where an authoritarian media network called the Network rule over society, with most viewers living in poverty. Glen Powell plays Ben Richards, a blacklisted labourer who signs up for ‘The Running Man’ – a television show where contestants can win $1 billion by surviving 30 days and evading a team of hunters. He does this because he’s unable to afford medicine for his young daughter, so he auditions for an alternate show, only to be cherrypicked for ‘The Running Man’.
The Running Man is an above-average thriller with a timely message, even if it isn’t Edgar Wright quite at his best. The director plays things much straighter than the campy but fun 1987 film and it wouldn’t be fair to compare the two. This has plenty of energy, with some fun action set-pieces – Wright’s proved he can shoot action in an almost balletic way with films such as Baby Driver and his magnum opus, Hot Fuzz. The action here doesn’t have as much of the staying power as either of those films, but I had a smile plastered on my face multiple times.
Glen Powell makes for a charismatic lead in what is effectively his first action hero role, deftly conveying his disdain for the Network’s societal control with a cocky edge, although I’m not sure he’s quite as memorable as Arnie. There’s a great performance from Josh Brolin, with an outrageous set of teeth and Colman Domingo really chews the scenery as a sinister television presenter. The two other highlights are Lee Pace and Michael Cera, with the latter refreshingly restrained compared to some of his more comedic roles.
There’s a handful of really handsome shots by Chung-hoon Chung, especially a drone shot following Ben through the halls of a building, and there’s a distinct colour palette too. Edgar Wright’s regular composer Steven Price turns in a fun score too some nice needle drops, and I particularly liked the opening credits sequence.
But considering how talented a filmmaker Edgar Wright is, I wish The Running Man had a bit more of his stamp on it. There’s flashes of his signature throughout but considering his other work, it could have had even more of a propulsive energy to it, nor is it quite as bombastic or absurd as we’ve grown to expect from the director. This film is missing his signature quick cuts and creative transitions from a technical perspective, but also the emotional depth and character development of his best work. The Running Man certainly feels like the most studio-like film to wear his name.
The Running Man is a very entertaining and action packed adaptation of Stephen King’s novel with some fun performances and visuals. But although there’s flashes of his style throughout, I wanted more of Edgar Wright’s personality injected into this and it doesn’t quite reach the lofty heights of some of his best work.










