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From Paris with Love
Two agents. One city. No merci.
While working at the American embassy in Paris, low-level intelligence agent James Reece gets involved in espionage when he's pulled into a terrorist plot by high-ranking but uncouth American operative Charlie Wax, who's trying to stop it.
If I had directed this film, the first thing I would have done was demand that both the main actors shave. Their facial hair is the worst. Travolta's evil goatee looks like it is either dyed, or fake, and Rhy Meyers barely there upper lip & chin scruff is simply terrible.
Apart from my problems with the facial hair, I actually have a lot of fun with this film. The story is pretty much nonsensical, but who needs story when there is so much pointless killing going on. I think technically Travolta's character Charlie Wax could be charged with multiple counts of murder, as he kills many unarmed people in the film, when arresting them would have made more sense. I…
rewatched because i wanted to see if i was right in my suspicions about Pierre Morel being a total hack, but had no memory of this. i was. this guy makes seven cuts when one will do, and as one of EuropaCorp's house assholes, he's fond of cutting away from impacts in favor of an illusion of speed. in fairness there's one decent shootout in an apartment building, but we're looking at two minutes out of 90-plus.
and speaking as a fan of manic Travolta performances, he's overdoing it here. look only to BROKEN ARROW or FACE/OFF to see the real thing. and fuck you for the Royale with Cheese joke.
while i'm at it, this is also generally racist and misogynist...every villain is either middle-eastern or asian or a woman. Luc Besson is a thoughtcriminal.
No amount of bald, goatee wearing, foul mouthed, ludicrously overacting Travolta can save this film from being the boring and predictable waste of time that it is.
Oh dear, whoever picked that stunt man to mimic John Travolta must have been fucking blind.
John Travolta is a blast. Without him the film is "just" a disaster.
The Luc Besson cheeseburger factory has managed to stay in business for this long because they've seemingly found a killer, unbeatable formula: High octane programmers shot (mostly) in Europe with Hollywood stars.
It doesn't have to make any fucking sense, so long as you keep the action plentiful and the pace lean. Get us out of there in 99 minutes or less. And make sure there are at least two explosions.
This is the one they did with John Travolta and I'll be god damned if I can even explain with any reasonable coherence what it's about. All I know is that Travolta is an obnoxious American CIA agent in Paris, being for some reason partnered with a straight laced…
This movie takes on a whole new meaning in light of recent events.
This movie is so full of crap. Travolta repeating his Royale with cheese line was absolutely over the limit. You could see how Jonathan Rhys Meyers didn't know how to react to that nonsense. Pretty impressive to see how boring an action movie can be.
Tonight I'm gonna see Spectre. With these low expectations of a decent action film that one can't go wrong.
Travolta does a nice imitation of The Rock. The director makes some nice comedy action scenes. The script is a cut and paste number consisting of bits from a number of Luc Besson productions. Not awful, if you like this kind of genre film.
James Reece is personal aide to the US Ambassador in Paris. He’s also low-level CIA and secretly fancies himself as a bit of James Bond type. Then Charlie Wax is sent to the city of love to take out a terrorist cell and Reece is given the chance to prove himself in the field. Unfortunately for the nervous desk jockey, Wax is a shoot-first-don’t-even-bother-asking-questions-just-make-hilarious-quips kinda guy, and before he knows it Reece is carrying a huge vase full of cocaine round the city.
Aaand we’re back in the ’80s. This is the sort of ‘high octane’ buddy cop action thriller that I thought Hollywood had grown out of, but apparently there’s a revival going on. Pierre Morel, who directed the…
"From Paris with Love"
I was extremely surprised at how good an action film this was, though I probably shouldn't have been seeing that Luc Besson puts out at least 60% gold. Its also nice to see a fucking solid R-rated film with appropriate levels of violence, AND not being having an incredibly cliché plot. The "love will fuck you over" message is a goddamn gift in the shitty types of cinema we usually get.
Good Movie.. Lots of action..
It's always fun seeing what other directors do with a Luc Besson story, and this movie while horribly edited, badly directed and just a mess in general, is still a lot of fun. Travolta gets to play a hyperactive version of his Vincent Vega character from Pulp Fiction (right down to the Royal With Cheese), and John Rhys Meyers gets to do his nebbish makes good shtick which he excelles at, so at least the actors are comfortable while jumping through the standard action movie hoops. There's a cool little spy story buried under the directorial mess and I suspect we have Besson to thank for that, and ultimately... From Paris With Love is entertaining. So, fun, but not a good flick for peeps who aren't fans of the action movie genre and... you know, able to rationalize giving a two star rating to a movie that deserves a half star at best, simply because it's a Luc Besson story.
Predictable action fluff.
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