Road House is a perfectly competent, wholly unremarkable movie.

To its credit, it clearly understands what is at the core of the 80s cult classic. A neo-western and masculinity in an age of modernity. Where the film falters is in its attempts to modernise those ideas.

Gyllenhaal puts in a sound performance as Dalton, and time will tell if his portrayal of masculinity chimes with audiences, although early reactions are not good. His Dalton is the new Marshall in Glass Key come to clean up the town and he will take the law into his own hands when he needs to, but that's OK because he is a nice guy, and ultimately a nice guy meaning well can only do good, am I right? The movie threatens to dig a bit deeper when Dalton embraces his dark side acknowledging his unchecked rage. At this point he could begin to be seen as an allegory for a certain type of man, who perhaps thinks themselves, in the words of Bo Burnham "a good boy, a bad boy, a good bad boy" with a pure heart but feel an uncontrolled rage against the world. Unfortunately the movie bottles it and never truly reckons with the consequences of his anger.