by hanshotfirst1138 » Sat Sep 27, 2014 10:45 pm
Fast and Furious 6- More good-natured nonsense from Jusin Lin. Lightweight popcorn fare that isn't likely to age well, but does its job handily for the 130 minutes in the theater. Lots of things go boom with hilarious panache and gleeful disregard for any physics or logic. Lots of musclebound guys and hot girls beat each other up and make cars go really fast, causing as much destruction as possible everywhere. Still not a very good villain, but a post-credits stinger with Jason Statham indicates that the next installment might finally fulfill the quota. I'm never, ever forgiving Justin Lin for wasting the opportunity to have Gina Carano and Joe Taslim have a fight scene. I was robbed of an epic martial arts fan's dream. I wish Carano could come back for the sequel, but alas, this installment renders that impossible.
Jack Reacher- Screenwriter Chistopher McQuarrie (of many good Bryan Singer screenplays) takes another shot at directing with this pulpy Tom Cruise yarns about an ex-Army MP who get tangled in a spree killing that isn't what it appears to be. McQuarrie streamlines a bit of Lee Child's complicated plot from his novel One Shot, and as a write himself, he takes more delight in the pulpy tone and chewy dialogue and acting than the setting (changed from Indiana to Pittsburgh) or any particular visual aesthetics. A decent but unmemorable nuts-and-bolts thriller, Werner Herzog has fun as a deliciously evil villain who chewed off his own fingers in a Russian Gulag. Vat iz zis?
Parker- Taylor Hackford tries to make Donald E. Westlake's ruthlessly amoral criminal into a vehicle for Jason Statham. Westlake probably wouldn't have appreciated some of the more sentimental aspect added to the character, but the ruthless unrepentant "OH GODZILLA! WHAT TERRIBLE LANGUAGE!" from the novels is unlikely to ever show up in mainstream Hollywood films. Statham does what he can and brings his usual tough guy charisma. Efficient and a decent way to pass a rainy afternoon, but no more than that.
Mr. Nice Guy- 90s Jackie Chan Kong-Sang American vehicle directed by the great Sammo Hung Kam-Bo. One of those internationally flavored movies, it has almost zero personality and jumbled nonsensical plot revolving around a VHS tape Macguffin, but some breathtaking set pieces, including a full-scale excavation loader destroying a real building. Chan never throws down with villain Richard Norton, almost as egregious an affront as the one above. Chan's usual charisma goes a long way in salvaging the film.
"What Orwell feared were those who would ban books. What Huxley feared was that there would be no reason to ban a book, for there would be no one who wanted to read one."
Neil Postman, Amusing Ourselves to Death