Target is a spy thriller that’s not only completely understandable and involving throughout, but also continually surprising along the way. It also strangely contains a few scenes of dreadful writing, acting and direction.
Gene Hackman is a seemingly dull lumberyard owner in Dallas and Matt Dillon is his sporty roughneck son. Loving but a bit bored, too, mother Gayle Hunnicutt finally has decided to vacation in Paris alone because Hackman has an odd aversion to visiting Europe. While away, she hopes the two will make an effort to get to like each other. Then comes news that Mom has been kidnapped.
Although there are the obligatory preposterous auto chases, the action overall is supportive of the plot rather than a substitute. Ditto bloodshed and pyromania.