Film #237: FASTER
2.5 out of 5 stars
Ok, I’ll admit it… I kinda like The Rock. When he’s busy kickin’ ass and not doing kid’s movies, Duane’s the man. In FASTER, he looks absolutely yoked and is a guy who means business. I mean, in the opening 15 minutes, he literally walks into an office building and without a word shoots a guy in the face. No chatty threatening nonsense… just BAM! I like that. However, after the plot of this film finally gathers steam, well, it’s just silly and utterly forgettable. There’s some revenge thing going on, and some killer whom at one point says (and I am NOT kidding here), “I’ve done it! I’ve beaten yoga!” Billy Bob Thornton is here as a sleazy cop whose role in the proceedings is all too apparent. Carla Gugino wanders in an out of scenes looking like she’s trying to find a phone so she can call her agent and ask him what the fuck she’s doing in this movie. Director George Tillman, Jr (NOTORIOUS, MEN OF HONOR) can craft a decent action sequence, but the script he’s been given is retarded. But the real reason to watch this flick is The Rock. The man is one of those actors (like, say Jason Statham) who deserves better than what he’s been getting lately. In the end, FASTER is mindless fun which you can watch after you switch your intellect off. Do so and you may be able to not notice the shitty script.