I caught Transporter 2 after the wedding reception yesterday. My opinion of the first movie was pretty neutral. I thought it was a decent movie, but nothing memorable. Jason Staitham did a good job, but the material was pretty average.
The sequel probably rates a little better. Overall, I'd probably give it about a C+. Taken exclusively for what it's meant to be, though (that being a fairly mindless, exciting action movie), I'd probably have to give it an A-. I never really got too caught up in what was going on, but again Jason Staitham proved himself an able action hero. The plot wasn't terribly engaging, but didn't drag the action down either.
Ultimately, all you're looking from this kind of movie is one or two good fight sequences that show you something you haven't seen before. (Or at least, if it has been done before, they show it to you in a new way.) Transporter 2 succeeds on that front.
If you're planning to see the movie and don't want to know any more about these sequences, stop reading here. Consider this your SPOILER ALERT.
The climatic fight of the movie takes place inside a small private jet that has lost its pilot and is completely out of control. You see fun wide shots down the length of the cabin, with the combatants rolling all around the walls and ceiling -- Bruce Lee meets Lionel Ritchie. (Yes, I'm aware Fred Astaire danced on the ceiling first, but I grew up in the 80s. Where did you think I'd go first?)
But the best fight of the movie involves our hero ripping a fire hose out of the wall and constantly uncoiling new lengths of it to kick the asses of a dozen-or-so baddies. And when he's done, having dispatched them all and tangled them all up, he turns the fire hose on, pinning them in place like a giant boa constrictor. Clever concept.
So in all, not bad. Not great, but not bad.
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