Mel Stefaniuk watched
Nothing sums up Premium Rush's perfectly self-aware b-movie silliness than Michael Shannon's weasely New Yahwk cop villain Bobby Monday, a pathetic sleazebag with impulse control problems so bad his response to every situation is to either punch it or bet on it.
His brief monologue, which essentially sums up the movie's perfect mix of clever and absurd, is amazing:
"I don't really care for that term "douche bag." People throw it around like crazy these days, like it's suddenly okay. You know what else people say now? "Suck it." I was watching TV the other night, 8:30, the middle of prime time. Kids could be watching. Guy says, "Suck it." Everybody's laughing. 'Ha, ha, ha!' How is that appropriate?"
David Koepp is an amazing writer -- the guy wrote Jurassic Park, Carlito's Way, Panic Room and War of the Worlds for pete's sake -- and you can clearly tell he relishes the opportunity to let loose and make a fun and unpretentious little chase movie, where characters spout off cheesy one liners and cool bikes weave dangerously through traffic and ride up and down the tops of cars.
It's lighthearted popcorn entertainment being made by a gourmet chef.