The Magnificent Seven Review: 5 Ups And 5 Downs

4. Whatever The F*ck Vincent D'Onofrio Is Doing Doesn't Work

The presence of Vincent D’Onofrio in a film is now the ultimate endorsement; after decades of being “that guy from Full Metal Jacket” he’s pulled a major career comeback, centred around a head-smashing turn as Kingpin in Netflix’s Daredevil. So he should be brilliant in The Magnificent Seven, getting to sink his teeth into another interesting supporting role, rught?

Not quite. We’re introduced to him as a violent, native American slaughtering tracker, throwing axes and punching others to death, but then he talks. Oh god he talks. I don’t know what D’Onofrio was going for here, but he’s severely missed the mark; it’s a high-pitched, meek register that goes directly against the physicality we just saw. Things are toned down a little after that titter-holding introduction, but it still underscores a confusing characterisation, making it impossible to take him remotely seriously.

I think there’s just a misrepresentation of who his Jack Horne is meant to be. At one point Pratt comments “that bear is wearing people clothes”, which fits his position as the brute, but his squeaky weakness just doesn't back that up.