I am only giving this movie a 1 for the great cast, though I can't imagine what any of them were thinking. This movie was horrible

A terrific literary drama and character piece that shows how the process of creating art can be seen differently by those doing it and those looking at it from the outside.

The movie really just wants to entertain people.

The storyline feels a little thin and moth-eaten in parts but this sequel is plenty of fun.

I watched this movie cause I am a Jason Statham Fan and expected to like this movie but I just did not their wasn't anything to like I am sorry to the people who liked the movie but to me I couldn't really get into it.Bad acting and bad screen writing I couldn't really see any point of watching the rest of the movie but I did, the movie isn't that enjoyable I can watch another Jason Statham Movie and not worry about thinking of this movie, I also dislike the name of the movie Hummingbird what dose it even mean the movie makes no sense what so ever.

You know why I am giving this film one star? Because the creators of this film, in true Hollywood fashion, just can't help but show us yet another nun have a sexual affair. After Christina and Joey kiss, I thought the filmmakers might actually do something different, you know, like respect Christianity and show the characters come to their senses. But of course not, how silly of me. True devotion to Christ cannot ever, EVER, be shown in a Hollywood film. Sister Christina *of course* has to have a background of sexual abuse, because no one would ever *really* join a religious order without having "issues," right? Life just isn't complete unless one has sex, right? I mean, we can't *possibly* ever see Christians, and *especially* Catholic priests and nuns, actually living faithfully to Christ, right? Of course Sister Christina has to give in to temptation, because no one can resist sexual intimacy for a transcendent calling, right? Because sex is love, right? So if Christina and Joey have sex, then it's true love, right?But of course, why did I ever expect godless producers to produce anything but godless results? It simply couldn't compute in the Hollywood head that they could have made this film *without* the fling in the bedroom with all its emotional violins, and it might have actually been a decent (if very slow) film. Silly me again, thinking you can make a movie without depicting everyone as conflicted, cynical, and downright hypocritical.Amazing how one scene can ruin a whole movie.

Evidently, this strange movie was Jason Statham's attempt to break out of his Transporter image and prove he can really, really act. Unfortunately, he is abandoned by a script that feels simultaneously plot less and over-plotted. There are too many story lines occurring to fully develop a character study of a man in mortal emotional meltdown. Statham wears fifty shades of his trademark stubble as he pivots between bum, street saint, seducer of nuns, muscle for the Chinatown gangsters, dishwasher, dead-beat dad, and Mercedes driver. You just assumed about a half hour into this stew of personas that he'd end up driving a fancy car. He does. He keeps his clothes on for most of the movie, which is the real surprise here.The various threads running through a ninety-minute running time (that feels like 2+ hours) aren't developed enough for you to care about anyone. His wife? Nope. His daughter (seen for less than a minute)? Nope. The nun who's having a crisis of faith and ends up sleeping with Jason? Nope. His cardboard box girlfriend? Nope. The real villain who killed the girlfriend? Nope. The mother superior who wants that stack of Euros Statham gave his nunfriend? Nope. The fish that Statham cuts the head off of? Nope.It's painful to watch Statham attempt to break out of an image that's been so successfully constructed for him. That's a backhanded compliment. He does unshaven action muscle so well that it's nearly impossible to to accept him any other way. He has some flair for comedy when allowed, and can do brooding intensity in his sleep, but this movie merely suggests he just might possess other acting chops. For every sensitive moment, he knocks the hell out of someone. We're constantly reminded of the Transporter, in both appearance and actions. His last vodka fueled soliloquy to his nunfriend is so mush-mouthed it's difficult to understand. And...he almost cries. Almost. One wonders what the discussion about that sounded like between the director and Mr. Whiskers. It was edgy enough to have the neighbors of the apartment he was squatting in think he was gay. There! Jason has dimension! The ending is conveniently non-satisfactory. By the time it's all over you don't much care. Four stars for Statham trying something different, but unless he shaves and figures out how to not beat the crap out of others every few minutes, he'll forever be trapped in the the persona he created.

(69%) A more dramatic change of pace for Mr Statham resulting in a better than expected crime drama. The direction is rock solid with fantastic use of neon light, and the main characters are nicely fleshed out with real back story along with haunting tragedy that works well in pushing forward the choices they make and the people they are. All-in-all a very well put together production, despite a few minor niggles with its slightly overworked plot, but I'd still put it amongst hard-man Jason's best performances as well as his better films in general, although those expecting an all-out action movie better look elsewhere as this is mostly a drama, and a very good one at that. P.S "Hummingbird" is a much better title for this movie, so why it's also called the rather bland "Redemption" I have no idea. I'll stick with calling it Hummingbird.