Imagine if The Transporter became unstuck in time and then traveled back to the dawn of man as depicted in 2001 and dropkicked the monolith onto someone. That, in a nutshell, is Lucy. It offers all of the pleasures of Luc Besson's b-movie action schlock but then adds in a dash of absurd arthouse experimentation which takes it to a whole other level of strange.
Bloody, cathartic and hugely entertaining. The editing seems a little off -- Sally Menke is sadly missed -- but it's easy to look past a bit of glut when you're watching Tarantino so effortlessly conquer yet another genre.
Took off half a star for his Australian accent but put it back upon his appropriate exit from the film.
INT. UNMARKED CAR -- NIGHT
DETECTIVE JOHNNY LOUD [Tom Hanks] slides into the passenger seat of the unmarked car holding a tray of coffee. Retired ex-cop and temporary partner RICK CLOSE [Max Von Sydow] reaches over from the driver's seat to grab his cup of joe.
This better not have cream in it, knucklehead.
Johnny rolls his eyes and then looks directly into the camera as if to say "do you folks believe this old coot?" to the audience.…