5-Word 365 #354 – Mixed Nuts
I wish it could be Christmas every day, but not if it meant I ever had to watch this crap again.
I wish it could be Christmas every day, but not if it meant I ever had to watch this crap again.
Yeah, so South Korean Action Movie Week has been a total non-starter. Never mind though, that’s just the way of things sometimes. Instead, I’m trying to make a new movie out of all this week’s flicks. So far, we’ve got Repo Man From Nowhere On A Ledge. It seemed funnier in my head.
The DVD I picked up at the supermarket for a fiver has three different versions of this film on it: there’s the theatrical release cut, a Director’s cut and an extended cut. After asking the Flying Spaghetti Monster for guidance, His noodley appendage selected option 2. Enjoy.
Angelina kicking butt. Again. Snore.
Evelyn Salt is a CIA officer in Washington whose day is thrown all to hell when an aging former KGB chief walks in to her office and announces that she is a Russian spy. Left suddenly with no one to trust, she goes on the run, hunted by her former friends. But is she trying to prove her innocence, or carry out her mission? (Cue dramatic music)
“Yarrgh! It is I, Cap’n Spoiler! Here be spoilers…”
Thanks, Cap’n. As it turns out, Evelyn is up to a bit of both. The Russian, Orlov, had been running a bit of a mini-eugenics programme back in the seventies that involved taking the children born of parents who displayed strong physical and mental ability, faking the children’s deaths, then raising them to be spies and killers who would be placed as sleeper agents all over the world. Orlov showing up in Washington all these years later is actually her activation and while she is supposedly interrogating him, he’s giving Salt her instructions right under the CIA’s nose. Those pesky Russkies! Unfortunately, Orlov failed to consider one thing: Angelina can’t be the baddie. She can make all the right noises and appear to be killing all the right people, but when you mess with her husband you are in line for some righteous vengeance.
“Yarrgh, spoilers be gone”
No matter how much you glare at me, Life Or Something Like It will still be shit. Please don't hit me.
Now then, what’s good here? On the performances side, Chiwetel Ejiofor as the CIA’s counterintelligence man and Angelina’s pursuer-in-chief, and Liev Schreiber as her immediate boss and oldest friend in the Agency both elevate the pulpy nature of Kurt Wimmer’s script into something almost compelling when they are on screen (which is all too rare, especially during the second act when they both pretty much disappear entirely). Ejiofor’s final scene in particular is full of unexpected depths of nuance for a man shoutinh in the back of a helicopter; unexpected for the type of film he’s in, not unexpected for the type of actor he is. You can see that he’s genuinely torn over what it seems he is going to have to do. Philip Noyce’s direction is as tight as ever, considering the Aussie is an old hand at this sort of fare. He does a competent job but he doesn’t seem to be stretching himself in any way.
And on the other hand, there a one or two things that don’t quite come together as well as I might have liked. Some of the stunt and effects work looks a bit cheap. The sequence in the climax where Salt is following the lift down the shaft by jumping down the framework struts just comes off as a little ridiculous. She jumps from each storey down to the next seemingly without any help from gravity; it looks more like gliding than falling. Then there’s Salt’s final fight with Shocking Twist Villain. Here is a woman who has spent the entire movie to this point kicking ass and taking names everywhere she goes, yet this person can take her punches and shrug them off? And don’t say it’s because Shocking Twist Villain received the same training as her, because so did everyone else on the barge and she took out a dozen of them without breaking a sweat (“Yarrgh!”) Sorry Cap’n. I can buy a hero that can take out all-comers, and I can buy a hero that has to work a little harder to get the better of someone, but when your hero switches between the two types purely as a plot convenience then my suspension of disbelief is out the window. Also, Evelyn’s blonde hair just looks like a bad wig.
Meanwhile, the World Womanly Scowling-while-firing-improvised-weapons champion had already been crowned.
Despite my griping though, Salt is a reasonable distraction. Angelina is in “not trying too hard” mode – all big lips and bigger eyes – but she still does her part in most of the action scenes with customary aplomb. I hope she’s looking out for Gina Carano though. Oooh, now there’s a fight scene to look forward to. Throw in Milla Jovovich and you’ve got a party!