his 2011 remake of the 1972 Charles Bronson film called The Mechanic. Spoiler alert: Bronson's character in that one died at the end, which just might be why this new one's called... wait for it... Mechanic: Resurrection. Boy, if not for the concept of resurrection, what would Hollywood do when it realized that, hey, all the actors from the first massive hit are still around and looking for a job... for some reason, they really really didn't want to try and recapture the magic with 1990's Ghost which has been re-deposited back on my DVR. I guess all involved wanted too many points or something. That little bit of Raising Arizona that I taped off HBO Comedy not more than one or two soirée ago? COMPLETELY VANISHED! Bollocks.
Where was I? Oh, right. Resurrection. Well, the first other one that comes to mind is Alien: Resurrection (1997). Great basketball movie... that's about it for sequels ashamed of the now dreaded Roman numeral attached to it like a lamprey. There's the all-but-forgotten 1980 classic Resurrection, where Ellen Burstyn gets to finally be the one possessed by the Devil, unlike her precocious daughter in The Exorcist (1973). No, Hollywood's tired of the word as well, and all the Catholic baggage it carries around with it. That's why this year we got Independence Day: Resurgence, and why we got 2012's Halloween: Resurgence. Because once you've had your resurrection, you gotta follow it up with a resurgence. That's just math.