The film follows a detective Eugene 'Mack' McCanick who determines to track down Simon Weeks when he uncovers Weekes came out of prison. He investigates himself and he gets a secret which nobody can know about the past of Weeks.
The plot of McCanick, sketchy to begin with, is made even more so by Daniel Noah's woozy, fragmented script, and direction by Josh C. Waller for which "clumsy" is almost too kind a description.
The dour "McCanick" banks way too much on what it is not telling us, making for a movie that thinks it's being cryptically suspenseful but is really just annoying.
Because Noah coyly reserves the motivation for McCanick's vendetta as a third-act twist of sorts, much of McCanick simply involves watching this tortured guy mowing people down for no apparent reason.
McCanick may have worked as Chief Wiggum's favorite film in The Simpsons, but as a feature film in the real world it fails to convince, and succeeds only in frustrating.
The premise that bruised feelings can get blown so far out of proportion and propel a veteran cop to risk his reputation and jettison his entire career is simply preposterous.
