David Leitch’s upcoming action-comedy starring Jason Statham is getting ready to put more air in its tires as the self-owning project, Jason Statham Stole My Bike, gets a release date from Black Bear. According to reports, the mysterious film will open in theaters on August 6, 2027.
What’s the movie about?
Plot details for the film, titled Jason Statham Stole My Bike, are being kept tightly under wraps. Still, the project will reportedly feature the actor “in the role of a lifetime, playing global action superstar Jason Statham.” The film is being mounted with a budget north of $80 million and will feature multiple large-scale action set pieces. The screenplay comes from Alison Flierl (BoJack Horseman), with production expected to begin in May.
In addition to directing, Leitch will produce alongside Kelly McCormick for 87North. Statham will produce through Punch Palace Productions, with John Friedberg producing for Black Bear, and Meredith Berg and Ethan Erwin producing for Beryllium Entertainment.
While Statham isn’t primarily known for comedy, he has shown a sharp sense of humor when playing up his tough-guy image, most memorably in Paul Feig’s Spy. This meta-action premise sounds like a natural fit for his larger-than-life persona.
What other irons does Jason Statham have in the fire?
It’s a miracle Jason Statham ever sleeps. He’s got three film projects in post-production, including the Jean-François Richet-directed crime thriller Mutiny, a sequel to David Ayer’s The Beekeeper, directed by Timo Tjahjanto (The Night Comes for Us, Headshot, Nobody 2), and Guy Ritchie’s upcoming crime thriller Viva La Madness, which follows an unnamed protagonist lying low in the Caribbean, waiting for attention from his previous job to fade before heading back to London. Ritchie’s new film stars Statham, Vinnie Jones, Camila Mendes, Jason Isaacs, Ben Foster, Johnny Lee Miller, and more.
I’ll tell you what. Jason Statham would not need to steal my bike. I would give it to him. Whether out of generosity or a fear of getting my ass kicked nine ways till Sunday, I’d just had it over, no questions asked. He likely needs it more than I do, and I’d trust him to return it. Granted, the bike would probably die an epic death in some manner of death-defying explosion, but think of what I could write on the bike’s tombstone.
