Like “Die Hard,” but in London and with window cleaners.

Now, here’s an action thriller with much better appeal than “Love Hurts.” It’s called “Cleaner,” and it’s actually an action movie on a smaller scale (distributed by Quiver Distribution) that doesn’t exploit the leading talent of Daisy Ridley, who has proven to herself and everyone that she’s more than just Rey Skywalker. Examples of that includes “Young Woman and the Sea” and “Sometimes I Think About Dying.” And this movie, she basically plays a younger, female and British version of John McClane, as she becomes the only hope against a terrorist group attacking the building she works at.

Just this week, I also reviewed “Old Guy,” which had the perfect leads (Christoph Waltz, Cooper Hoffman, and Lucy Liu), but the wrong execution. “Cleaner” has better topics to deal with, and I basically felt the same way when I viewed “Captain America: Brave New World” last week.

For example, the title cleaner Joey Locke (Ridley), an ex-soldier, has the meanest bosses at the energy company she works for, and she also has a older autistic brother named Michael (Matthew Tuck), who carries a toy Mjolnir (at least I think it’s a toy) and struggles to be flexible in situations like losing his iPhone charger. For hacking money from the home who stole money from him to begin with, he’s been kicked out, and Joey is forced to take him to work with her.

I just reviewed “The Unbreakable Boy,” which was about an autistic kid with OI. I felt that film’s inspiring and heartfelt moments was overshadowed by the kid’s annoying talking. Michael has his meltdowns, which I can relate to, based on my condition, but they don’t make us think of him any differently. Besides, the film needs him to help his sister, when she’s trapped outside the window and when a team of environmental activists hold the company’s heads and their shareholders in exposing their crimes to the world.

The leader is Marcus (Clive Owen), and he could be the film’s Alan Rickman unless he chooses not to kill the hostages and unless his associate Noah (Taz Skylar) doesn’t set up a coup d’etat and kills him off. He can label Joey as the real criminal all he wants, but she has proof of her innocence, before the screenplay gets irritable (so no aspirin for me). And plus he and his goons are no match for her or her brother.

Directed by Martin Campbell, “The Cleaner” doesn’t have the screenplay to make the story more elevating, but it does succeed as campy entertainment. Am I really supposed to believe that the main heroine can survive certain explosions in certain areas? Not really. But am I allowed to take a break from the rules of making a perfect movie? Yes, I am.

Ridley does a flexible job in a role that probably would have been degrading if Megan Fox tried to do a British accent. She plays the character much better than she would, because of how she displays her attitude like a smart woman, and not a dumb woman who looks like she got facial work.

I like how the villains are sort of in a Yin and Yang way, as there are those who don’t want to resort to violence and those who do. And I also like the confrontation between Skylar and Owen.

And as for Tusk playing the autistic little brother, he does a good job using his emotions and sincerity. I can tell when someone taints the disability, and this guy doesn’t, and when movies make people on the spectrum flexible, my heart swells with pride. And if you read my “Unbreakable Boy” review, you’d find my little message in there.

I was thinking that maybe “Cleaner” could work as a fun “Die Hard” knock-off, with or without the autistic story, and it does work. There just needs to be enough soap and water for these windows to be cleaned.