Dearest Blog, this weekend a hundred fifty million bucks' worth of us
trekked out to catch the latest installment in the Fast & Furious
saga, Furious 7.
Spoiler level here will be mild, limited to trailer reveals and stuff you only could have missed if you lived under a rock.
Deckard
Shaw (Jason Statham) comes after the crew responsible for dispatching
his baby brother (Luke Evans) in Fast & Furious 6.
There's not
a lot of mystery to the Fast & Furious franchise; you pretty much
know what you're going to get. If you pay for a ticket and then complain
about it, shame on you; however, there's no denying there are better
and worse entries in the series, and, sentiment aside, Furious 7 falls
somewhere on the better side of the middle.
Fast & Furious'
action objective seems to be: "bigger, louder, dumber." In that regard,
Furious 7 is an unqualified success. The insanity of some of the stunts
is, in the immortal words of Danny Butterman, "off the f*****g chain!,"
well worth your big-screen dollar. Unfortunately, much of the dialogue
is painfully bad, and attempts at sensitive moments only highlight the
limits of much of the acting talent. Michelle Rodriguez, in particular,
is so terrible I was a little bit embarrassed every time she was
onscreen. (She's generally a favorite, so no hate!)
A cast this size
means limited screen time for most, and if your favorite is someone not
named Vin Diesel, well, prepare to be disappointed. I'm a big Vin Diesel
fan myself. I love Dwayne Johnson and am pretty fond of the rest of the
F&F regulars, but when they're facing off with Jason Statham, with
apologies to Dom's crew, my loyalty leans only one way!
Any other
shortcomings aside, Furious 7's biggest problem is that it's just too
damn long. The best action sequences seem to drag on, and even the Paul
Walker tribute is over-sold. Heck, if they'd just cut half the shots of
people's hands and feet shifting gears, they probably could have come in
under two hours and been better for it. Having said all that, Furious 7
is still good fun, and, given the circumstances, I think most of us
don't mind indulging the filmmakers if they wanted to hang onto this one
just a little bit longer.
Furious 7 clocks in at 137 minutes and
is rated PG13 for "prolonged frenetic sequences of violence, action, and
mayhem, suggestive content, and brief strong language."
Furious 7
is a big, loud, crazy good time, though, for my money, not as
entertaining as the previous two installments in the Fast & Furious
franchise. If we're being honest, though, there's only one merit on
which this movie is really being judged, and that's whether it's a
fitting tribute to Paul Walker and a satisfying farewell to Brian
O'Connor. In those respects, I haven't heard any complaints.
Of a
possible nine Weasleys, Furious 7 gets six.
Until next time...
Good guy or bad guy, I'm with Statham! <3 span="">3>