Nathalie Emmanuel also headlines a new version of the Hong Kong filmmaker’s groundbreaking hitman flick, which resets the story in Paris.

When it first arrived in the U.S. in 1990, John Woo’s assassin flick The Killer felt like a shot (or rather, several thousand gunshots) to the system. With action scenes choreographed like pyrotechnical ballets, and a gushingly romantic take on love and violence that employed slow motion, dissolves and a seemingly endless supply of flying doves, Woo’s twist on the genre would help to transform it over the next decade — whether in blockbusters or in the work of a major fan like Quentin Tarantino.

The original The Killer, which starred Chow Yun-Fat as a hitman who gets a dangerous case of cold feet, was totally over-the-top but also perfect in its own right. Why, then, did Woo decide to remake it in English (and a little French) more than three decades later?

As film nerds and Woo lovers may know, the city was also the setting for Jean-Pierre Melville’s 1967 hitman masterpiece Le Samouraï, which starred the late Alain Delon and which was the major inspiration for the first The Killer. Both Delon and Chow-Yun Fat played impeccably dressed assassins named Jeff (spelled with one “f” in the French film), who expresses himself much better with bullets than with words, and who’s on the run from both the local authorities and the bad guys who hired him.

Woo, working this time with vet writer Brian Helgeland and 10 Cloverfield Lane scribes Josh Campbell and Matt Stuecken, keeps the original template more or less intact, albeit with a few interesting shifts. Jeff is now Zee (Nathalie Emmanuel), a gunslinging, katana-wielding femme fatale plucked from the gutter to become a professional killer at the hands of her overseer, Finn (Sam Worthington, doing his best Irish brogue). And the cop chasing her, Sey (Omar Sy), is a charming tough guy who may have a crush on her, whereas in the original the setup was more or less a bromance between two badass dudes.

The chemistry between Emmanuel and Sy carries much of the narrative weight here, while the other plot additions, including a drug heist gone awry, a corrupt police precinct and an evil Saudi prince (Saïd Taghmaoui) calling the shots, feel as boilerplate as they come. (To Woo’s credit, he makes fun use of Manchester United forward-turned-actor Eric Cantona, playing a mob boss with awful taste in contemporary art.)

That said, the maestro does get to show off his chops during a few memorable action sequences — especially a hospital scene where the tension is kept very high and the fight choreography (credited to Jérôme Gaspard) is impeccable. There’s also a very over-the-top opening shootout/car chase along the Seine that captivates our attention from the get-go.

And yet, compared to the new wave of ultra-stylized action flicks that John Wick kicked off around a decade ago, there’s something about this second take on The Killer that already feels old. (We should also probably mention David Fincher’s The Killer, yet another Paris-set assassin tale where extreme craftsmanship is more important than plot.)

Woo got the ball rolling back in the late ’80s and early ’90s, but that ball has gotten bigger and faster, more violent and technically competent — to the point that it seems to have rolled past him by now. If his new movie feels 25 years too late, it’s also a reminder of what made the original so special in its day. Those who manage to discover The Killer through this serviceable remake would be better off revisiting the one that started it all.