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Nothing but ridiculous action-movie fun, replete with enough back-breaking, John Wick-style action to help make you forget that the whole thing plays like a less inventive variation on Wick’s original fussin’-with-the-Russians revenge drama. (I’d honestly suggest that John Wick creator Derek Kolstad could sue this film’s writer for copyright violation, but the screenwriter here is also Derek Kolstad, how ‘bout that?) Part of the reason this goes down so easy is that likable old Bob Odenkirk plays so completely against…
Upgraded by half a star; somehow this plays better on TV, and everything leading up to (and including) the great refrigerator escape is surprisingly aces. There are big problems, of course, with the rest of the film but it’s still way more fun (and not any dumber) than I remembered. Great to see Karen Allen, and I wish they had written a character for her to play.
Opens with a glossy murder sequence that seems to be the jumping-off point for a glossy techno-thriller, as our killer is revealed to be an assassin who operates by taking over the minds of working stiffs who are in a position to be close enough to various VIPs to carry out quick hits. The unlucky prole chews on a bullet as their possessor blinks out of the equation and returns to her own body. And then the film veers into…
At 44, I sometimes feel like I've been growing up for decades while popular culture has been standing still. Radio stations I hear in grocery stores and coffee shops play the same songs that were popular when I was in high school. The comic books and fantasy novels that I read in the 1970s and 1980s (or their derivatives) have become the blockbuster TV and film franchises of the 2010s. Saturday Night Live has been on the air, in sickness…