OK – I’ve got to be honest.

My first thought when picking up a DVD starring Channing Tatum, Al Pacino, Ray Liotta and a host of other famous faces, was ‘how the hell did this not get a cinema release?’

But, having sat through Son Of No One, it all becomes crystal clear as the movie, sadly, is as dull as they come.

That is a real shame as there is a pretty interesting story in here just burrowing to get out, only to be swamped by endless scenes of moody stares, shouty swearing and countless flashbacks.

Tatum plays Jonathan White, an NYPD cop (set in 2002) still trying to find his feet in the role.

Things get a lot more uncomfortable for him when a local newspaper starts receiving, and printing, a series of letters regarding a double murder that took place at the rundown apartment block he lived in back in 1986.

Forced to confront his past, White struggles to stay afloat as he juggles his career and a fractured home life with wife and daughter (his missus is played by Katie Holmes for those that care).

Throw in Pacino as a wise-old former cop and Liotta as his over-the-top boss, along with the likes of Tracy Morgan and Juliette Binoche in supporting roles, and things eventually come to a climax.

But my goodness it takes a long while to get there, with characters going round in round in circles as the script struggles to make its slender story fit a 90-minute running time.

2002 seems to have been used as the setting purely so director Dito Montiel can throw in scenes of the aftermath of 9/11, which adds absolutely nothing to the story and seems simply another ‘playing for time’ exercise.

There is also what appears a bizarre attempt at a ‘mystery twist’, but the whole thing is so obvious from the outset it merely falls flat on its face.

Son Of No One does have its positives – the acting is solid all round and, as stated earlier, the central story is an intriguing one.

But the pacing is so off that you will have stopped caring long before the film gets round to providing a resolution.

About The Author

Simon Fitzjohn

Simon is a journalism tutor in London, who also just happens to be a movie fanatic, with a craving for the darker side of cinema. He has written two books, one on the horror films of director Bob Clark (2014) and the other on the history of the character Norman Bates (2015). His third book, on the work of British exploitation director Pete Walker, is due in 2017.