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tim rogers’s review published on Letterboxd :
This review may contain spoilers.
Early in "Furious 7", Paul Walker's character Brian O'Connor's son Jack throws a toy car. Brian picks up the car. He gives it back to his son. "Cars don't fly, Jack," he says. This is foreshadowing: in Brian's experience, cars don't fly. Cars will fly in "Furious 7". Cars will fly four times in three key scenes. Well, five times, if you count one of the times the cars fly as two times, because the car lands for a moment before flying again.
In "Furious 7", a man named Deckard Shaw (Jason Statham) kills one of Vin Diesel's character Dominic Toretto's "family" of motley toughpeople. Deckard Shaw is on the hunt for Dominic Torretto's family because, in the previous film, Dominic Toretto's family killed one of Jason Statham's literal family (his brother, Owen Shaw). Dominic Toretto vows revenge. Dominic Toretto seeks revenge. He closes in on revenge.
Just as he's about to get revenge, the US government stops him. The bad guy gets away. The government tells him they can help him get the bad guy, if he helps them get a technology MacGuffin . . . which he will then have the government's permission to use to get the bad guy. The MacGuffin is like a search engine for individual human peoples' GPS coordinates. It's like the last scene of "The Dark Knight", except more realistic and less realistic.
Dominic Toretto's War Family travels the earth in search of the device that will get them their revenge. They will of course find it. As they search, Deckard Shaw follows them. Shaw busts up their party at every turn. They're hunting a device so they can find a guy; the guy they want to find is hunting them because he hates them. When they get the device, the guy they steal the device from teams up with the guy who is trying to kill Dominic Toretto's family. Now they all want both the device and to kill somebody on the other side. This plot is itself a hole. You're falling into it: your car, unlike theirs, does not fly.
By the end of the film, the characters have entered their own sequestering action arenas. Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson, as Agent Luke Hobbs (a role which demands I put "'The Rock'" back into his name), is aiming a minigun at a helicopter. Vin Diesel as Dominic Toretto is swinging metal bars at Jason Statham; Jason Statham is swinging metal bars at Dominic Toretto. Paul Walker is parkour-chasing and fistfighting Tony Jaa.
Furious Seven is one man in mortal combat with another man, each smelling the other's cooking. It is the cooking-smelling of oblivion; it is the cooking-smelling of destiny and anti-destiny. Love is happening, too. An amnesiac might remember herself somewhere inside all this. "Why didn't you tell me?" she might ask.
"Because you can't tell someone they love you."
These movies are excellent. Vin Diesel is the super-hero we want and deserve.
Furious 7 journeys further toward the complete PaulBunyanization of the post-postmodern American superhero.