ItвЂ™s justified sure, just not compelling.

SheвЂ™s neither motivated enough nor ridiculous enough to make her quest for comeuppance feel like a reasonable effort to undertake. Why sheвЂ™s chosen vengeance and not to either (a) stay at the hospital where she can pass in peace, or (b) pull up a stool at the nearest bar and get drunk is never made clear. KateвЂ™s rushing through the streets, although bloody and badass, fails to achieve an organic pace - playing more like a clunky collection than serpentine sequence. That grim premise and the remarkably stagnant tone with which it is explored make for a surprisingly weak narrative. From the moment Kate starts yanking rotted, bloody teeth from her head in a dirty public restroom, Winstead makes it clear: SheвЂ™s playing a spectacularly screwed dead woman walking, not the face of a new multi-film franchise. WinsetadвЂ™s remarkably stoic performance matches the cool detachment of her character's approach to certain death, and lays the ground for one stark revenge arc. Over the next 1 hour and 46 minutes of screentime, Kate methodically hunts for her killer among a group of Yakuza she suspects are responsible for dosing her with the toxin. But these are just the first symptoms of acute radiation syndrome, the brutal condition that will put Kate in agonizing pain as her body rapidly deteriorates in a day or less. Polonium-204, a doctor explains, is responsible for KateвЂ™s sudden headaches and vomiting. Set against the backdrop of neon-drenched Tokyo nightlife, this hyper-condensed whodunnit kicks off with the titular hitwoman discovering sheвЂ™s been poisoned. ThatвЂ™s the action-packed premise Mary Elizabeth Winstead takes on in NetflixвЂ™s Kate - a so-so thriller made immeasurably better by the fearless starвЂ™s do-or-die performance. With 24 hours left to live, a highly-trained assassin seeks to solve and avenge her own murder.

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