I like Clint Eastwood : his feline grace, his stony stare, his laconic manner. We would all hope to act like Clint in a crisis - whatever the mayhem, whatever the odds, to remain icy cool, totally in control and to come out on top. I like Harry too, but I think three movies were enough to explore the possibilities of the character. This isn't a bad movie. It is very watchable, and the basic premise of a female serial killer avenging her sister is a strong one. However, seeing Harry blow away a dozen bad guys in the first half hour or so without any degree of conscience - or paperwork - is, to pardon the pun, overkill. Harry isn't a cop, he is a walking executioner. What was challenging, even disturbing about Harry's conduct in the earlier movies, here seems merely formulaic. Like the Death Wish movies, what began as a morally challenging investigation of the bounds of justice, has degenerated into a mere festival of brutality, imitated by lesser talents many times since. There's only so much magnum force we can take.