Deborah Ross

Minor Linklater but fun: Hit Man reviewed

Who can blame the director for letting his hair down with a sexy rom-com thriller that’s not concerned with deep questions?

The star of Hit Man, Gary (Glen Powell), is a mild-mannered nebbish with bad hair, bad clothes, bad glasses, although you know what? I spotted he was probably hot under all that. Credit: Matt Lankes / Netflix

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