Kill Me Three Times

This lackluster Aussie thriller is reminiscent of Guy Ritchie-style heist flicks in which hit-men, con men, and all sorts of unsavory characters compete for a treasure, bragging rights, and more. Director Kriv Stenders' effort lacks the style and the screenwriting to pull off such an ambitious endeavor, but it does, at the very least, feature a few decent actors, like Pegg, Palmer, and Braga, and Pegg looks like he's having fun as Charlie. The ruthless but carefree killer isn't an amoral philosopher like Anton Chigurh or duty-bound to his rules like Leon the Professional; he just has to make his living, and if he can double cross a few people to make even more money, so be it.

The biggest problem with Kill Me Three Times is that the humor is pretty nonexistent. Perhaps Stenders was banking on Pegg's presence alone, but it's not enough. While it's mildly entertaining to see the third Hemsworth without his shirt off, that's hardly a reason to see a movie. The only compelling reason to stick with it is to put all the pieces together, since the movie isn't told in chronological order, and audiences will legitimately want to know whether -- and how -- a couple of characters scrape out of their seemingly dead-end situations. Otherwise, this is at most passable entertainment for those who really love dark, violent thrillers with a hint of comic relief.