Cinema Dispatch: Nobody 2 & Love Hurts

The John Wick films may have kicked the door wide open, but it’s almost a tradition in Hollywood for actors of a certain age to try their hand at shlocky action to prove that they’ve still got it as a box office draw while showing off how well they can kick stuntmen and fall off of things. Sometimes it works out like the aforementioned John Wick, but other times it can come off as a little desperate to show off. Heck, I’m pretty sure Tom Cruise’s midlife crisis started when he was thirty and still hasn’t ended to this day. In any case, we’re here to look at two recent examples of this tried and true premise, and perhaps learn a little something along the way; maybe even how to throw a halfway convincing punch without breaking a hip. Let’s get started!!

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Nobody 2

Nobody 2 is owned by Universal Pictures

Directed by Timo Tjahjanto

It seems that good ol’ Hutch (Bob Odenkirk) still can’t catch a break as the events of the last film have pulled him back into the life he had left long ago; only this time he has a massive debt on his shoulders that he needs to pay off or else the mob will kill him and his family. With all this pressure putting a strain on his family, especially his wife Becca (Connie Nielson), maybe it’s time to unwind and take a trip down memory lane. Returning to the little town he visited on vacation in his youth, Hutch hopes to mend the rifts and build some bridges with his family, but trouble always seems to find him wherever he goes, and he winds up yet again using his fists to solve his problems. Will this be the last straw that tears his family apart, or will uncovering the dark secrets of this town bring them all closer than they’ve ever been before?

You do this long enough, and you start to pick up on a few red flags to let you know if a movie is not worth seeing. Making a sequel to Nobody was already a shaky proposition before they turned it into a vacation movie, and the end result is as bad as you’d expect from looking at the poster; worse, in fact, as tourist trap they went to in the movie doesn’t look nearly as nice as that giant pool and shrubbery would imply. It really shouldn’t be that hard to make a movie like this work, as we have a likable lead and a decent stunt crew, but no amount of bad guys flopping around in the action scenes can make up for how uninvolved the story ends up being. The repressed rage that our hero was scared to unleash has been replaced with a very boring heroic streak that gets him in trouble for the least interesting reasons possible against the least threatening crop of country yokels and B-List actors that money can buy. You’ll search in vain for anything that can grab your attention as the film drags itself through its unengaging plot with action that’s barely passable compared to its peers, and there’s simply no attempt to make this about anything more than the middle-aged fantasy of righteously kicking ass and taking names. The first one managed to squeak by on the strength of Odenkirk’s everyman performance and the surprising intensity of the action, but whatever inspiration was there the first time around seems to have long since evaporated and has been replaced with an obnoxious streak of self-aware humor with over the top villains and goofy scenarios that are presumably there to elicit chuckles but ultimately lead to groans and exasperation. At best, it might be worth gawking at to see veteran actors like Christopher Lloyd and Sharon Stone mug at the camera during what little screen time they have, but that’s the most sizzle you’re getting in this steak as it plods along without much tension or wit to speak of. As I said at the start, there’s a market for this kind of unchallenging action shlock starring famous dudes that everyone’s dad is aware of, and if Odenkirk wants to keep cranking these out, then more power to him; but the novelty has worn off and the returns are quickly diminishing as it sinks into its niche of middle-of-the-road Pablum.

2 out of 5

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Love Hurts

Love Hurts is owned by Universal Pictures

Directed by Jonathan Eusebio

Marvin (Ke Huy Quan) may seem like he has the perfect life as he strolls into the real estate office every morning carrying baked goods for his less-than-enthusiastic co-workers, but behind those kind eyes and big glasses lies a dark past that still haunts him to this day. When he receives a mysterious letter and a visit from a deadly assassin (Mustafa Shakir), it’s clear that Marvin can’t outrun his past forever and will need to put everything on the line if he hopes to take control of his life, and perhaps find true love along the way.

There’s actually more than just a superficial genre connection between these two films as both list John Wick director David Leitch as a producer, but if releasing both films in the same year was a competition to find out which one would get dad’s approval, then I think this comes out on top and with a bloody chunk of ear in its mouth as a trophy. The beloved Ke Huy Quan, still basking in the glow of his recent Oscar win, is a perfect fit for the Old Man Action genre as his career was full of these kinds of martial arts spectacles when he was younger and working overseas, and while I wouldn’t say that this is an exemplar of the genre, it winds up being a lot of fun and shows us what we’ve been missing by ignoring this dude for so long. Admittedly, the movie doesn’t have much going for it in the big picture sense. The slim budget can be felt in a lot of places, and the story feels like a rough draft hastily cobbled together the night before shooting, but the moment to moment filmmaking, from the direction of scenes, the choreography of the action, and the performances of the actors, all show a commitment to the material and a creative verve that carries an otherwise mediocre production. We’re all rooting for Ke Huy Kwan’s comeback, and he’s clearly appreciative of the chance to show what he’s capable of, which lends an infectious energy to all of his scenes. The jokes at his expense land better than they should, his physicality in the action scenes is admirable, and he’s willing to turn on the waterworks for dramatic moments that frankly aren’t written well enough to deserve such commitment. He’s not the only one giving it more than the script calls for, as the film is peppered with fun little characters who lend a lot of personality to roles that could have been rote and unmemorable. It’s not even that they’re over the top; they just feel flawed and human enough to create an entertaining contrast between their jobs as professional ass-kickers and their mundane existence outside of that. The movie even bothers to stick to its premise about love and relationships, with many of the subplots and secondary characters revolving around how they try to balance their unorthodox profession with the needs of their significant others. Still, the plot itself is a chore to get through, and despite how fun the relationship drama is with the secondary cast, it fails to manifest for the main couple of Ke Huy Kwan and Ariana DeBose, and their lack of chemistry kills the film’s energetic momentum whenever they share the screen. There was definitely a time when an action movie could get a pass on its fight scenes alone with little consideration to its narrative, but I think we have too many good action movies with good plots to let something like that slide these days. Still, what holds it all together is its sincerity; anchored by Ke Huy Kwan’s wholesome performance and a filmmaking crew who did their best to elevate trite conventions into quirky fun. It’s no masterpiece, but I’ll take an earnest effort like this over a lazy retread like Nobody 2 any day of the week.

3 out of 5

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