The Man from Toronto (2022)

What makes The Man from Toronto click is its old-school buddy-comedy engine: two wildly mismatched men forced into the same frame until their rhythms start to sync, and it’s genuinely fun to watch it happen. Kevin Hart leans into flustered, fast-talking panic with sharp timing, while Woody Harrelson plays the lethal straight man with an unexpectedly dry warmth, and their banter carries the movie through every escalating scrape. The vibe is breezy, punchy, and crowd-pleasing—more “Friday-night action comedy” than gritty thriller—with slick set pieces that stay PG-13 even when they flirt with darker consequences. If you’re craving something original or subtle, it may feel familiar, but if you want charm, laughs, and a reliable odd-couple ride, this one earns its runtime.

The Man from Toronto is clearly aiming for a buddy action-comedy where Kevin Hart’s frantic everyman energy bounces off Woody Harrelson’s stone-faced killer, and on paper that mismatch should be a slam dunk. In practice, it plays like a checklist of familiar mistaken-identity beats and FBI shenanigans, with pacing that drags between set pieces and jokes that too often feel like noise rather than punchlines. The action is serviceable and occasionally fun, but it’s mostly PG-13 mayhem without the creativity or tension to make it memorable, and the plot is thin enough that you can see every turn coming. If you’re just after an easy, background-friendly Netflix watch with a couple of solid Harrelson deadpan moments, it’ll do; if you want sharp comedy, inventive action, or a story with any bite, you can skip it without regret.