If it weren’t for the abundance of moribund, depressing, gloomy soul searching and overcast skies, this film will rate less. But in that it has a mood that made me want to hide in a dumpster, at least that’s something. But otherwise this is one weird, slack revenge thriller.

Tornado is the daughter of a samurai from Japan making a living as a puppeteer in England. That’s a whole sentence of random words but here we are. When papa is killed by some nogoodniks (Tim Roth being their leader), Tornado must take her badass name and slowly enact revenge.

As a pure action/revenge flick, it isn’t that at all. Some revenge is taken but almost in a casual, half-handed way. I wanted more bloody revenge and less “eh… maybe I’ll get around to it. Maybe when the sun comes out. The sun isn’t goin to come out ever? Sigh. I think I’ll just be over here on this rock being sad.”

Part of me appreciates the lack of overkill samurai slaughter and kind of sorta letting things slide when the inevitable occurs. I “enjoyed” this flick, I guess. It’s pretty straight-forward but also very slow and gloomy. It’s a weird combo for a revenge flick.

So, yeah, not really a lot to say since not a whole lot happens. I was satisfied by the ending… that counts for something. I left the theater feeling dejected… so I ordered a pizza. Net positive. Yay movie.

Score: 75