Ritchie's direction suits the movie's stripped-down, practically elemental energy.
Statham does his thing, and we don't and never? It's in, and is, his wheelhouse.
The final third is one of those tour-de-force adventures in heist exposition where the exposition and the heist are folded together, and the movie keeps cutting from toy vehicles on a diorama to real ones on the street.
Hill convinces him to comply and try to save Bullet.
Hill spares her life but threatens further repercussions if he learns she is withholding other information.
Soon, the marksman's ultimate motive becomes clear as he takes dramatic and irrevocable steps to settle a score.