An old hit man must battle the effects of Alzheimer's disease while staying one step ahead of a corrupt and bureaucratic Belgian police force. Van Looy has created a slickly entertaining film, but in the end it feels like empty calories, with too much style and little substance. The representation of Alzheimer moments using a weird green tint becomes annoying, as it doesn't really serve any purpose. The film moves at a fast clip but loses momentum about two-thirds of the way through and then goes on a bit too long. Decleir gives a good performance as the killer. The running gag about people urinating into the locks of BMWs is meant to be hilarious but is simply lame.
Review of The Memory of a Killer
