Doug Liman, 2006,
USA-Canada
A tale of how teleportation
superpowers turn guys into super-jerks, who do nothing with their powers except
to act as the worst kind of privileged tourist and smug brats. Oh, it also
helps them to sleep around a lot and to disappear in the morning without responsibility.
They are pursued by religious zealots (because the gifted ones are always
persecuted) led by Samuel L Jackson (you know, the stern-faced kind of Jackson
that really isn’t doing much), but they are so obvious with their powers that
it is a wonder that they aren’t captured earlier. They just appear in libraries
and Emergency Rooms, sometimes causing shallow action-craters when they appear
and sometimes not (depending upon whether the plot requires it); they speed
cars recklessly down busy streets, etc. Actually, the zealots are just as obvious,
leaving a trail of bodies and explosions and killing officials, etc.
Considering they can go
anywhere, the range of locations seems pretty limited (hey, on top of a Sphinx):
it’s as if all locations jumped to are mostly from a postcard collection; certainly
they don’t quite seem adventurous enough. To the fact that they do nothing selfless
with their powers, the film seems to nod to this with a moment where our hero David
Rice (Christen Haydenson) ignores a report of people drowning in a boat
accident or something: is he thinking Well,
maybe I could help….? In fact, the powers prove a bit superfluous when, by
the magic of cinema editing, David just goes to Rome with Millie (Rachel Bilson)
on a whim: Millie just kind of leaves her job and they seemingly have the cash
(he can jump to rib banks so I guess cash is not a problem); then with a cut,
they are in Rome. And that’s where the jumpers and hunters have a showdown but,
although it’s meant to be a great location for a fight, it only adds to the
impression of boneheaded tourists with no respect for their surroundings.
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