The Transporter 2

Within the first minute and a half of this film we learn that Jason Statham‘s ex-special-forces-turned-shady-driver Frank Miller is stylish, mean, fast as hell and has a heart of gold. And the rest of it pummels on at pretty much the same pace.

This is not a film for physicists. In fact, half the fun in this is the sheer preposterousness of the action. Kinda like a Jackie Chan movie for gadget freaks.

Luc Besson seems to be a single handed genre with this kind of thing. And, to be honest, there’s a lot worse things to be know for than stylish, very silly thoroughly entertaining thrillers (look at Ralph Fiennes). He’s certainly doing better out of Hollywood than poor John Woo (wanders off shaking head and muttering what a waste….).

Super model type in their undies. Particularly toting huge guns. Besson invented this. And, I’m all it. But, could we actually get someone a bit sexy next time. Kate Nauta may well be very pretty and she may command vast sums of money to strut catwalks, but she has the body of a teenage boy. Whatever happened to curves? Now, Anne Parillaud…


Written by Tony Kiernan

15 December 2005 at 1:27 pm

Posted in Film

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