Arthur Bishop in the Michael Winner picture, The Mechanic (1972), is a hitman and a moral eunuch. The flick is a Charles Bronson vehicle but, regrettably, he and Jan-Michael Vincent act their parts poorly. Further, the thing makes little sense, which is a shame given how plainly enjoyable it often is, as witness a lively motorcycle chase. Or the assassination and shoot-out action in Naples, Italy. The film, to sum it up, is a tastefully made failure about hard-nosed men.