Mission: Impossible - Rogue Nation

Mission: Impossible - Rogue Nation pits Tom Cruise and his pals against SPECTRE KAOS HYDRA SMERSH COBRA FOWL VILE SCORPIO – aw, jeez, guys.  “The Syndicate?”  You’re putting them up against “The Syndicate?”  I could come up with five better names for evil organizations right off the top of my head:  1. SPAWN (Special Project for Anarchy, War, and Nachos (seriously, those things are really bad for you)); 2. OUCH (Organization to Undermine Capitalist Hypocrisy); 4.  MTI (Moustache Twirlers International); 5. The Bay City Rollers.  Honestly, this stuff isn’t hard.

Fortunately, choosing a boring moniker for the villains appears to be the only serious shortcut taken by this latest entry in the Mission: Impossible franchise.  Here’s a spy fantasy with a cleverly written script, well-shot action set pieces, cool gadgets, a beautiful heroine, and movie star’s movie star Tom Cruise busting his tukkas in one incredible stunt sequence after another.  This movie has exotic locales,  gymkata, motorcycle chases, gunfights, even a hacker character pushing a big red button – I mean, it has it all.  Best of all, it has laugh-out loud humor, a wonderful sense of fun, and absolutely world-class production values.  

While it can’t boast a sequence that tops the amazing Burj Khalifa bit from Mission Impossible – Ghost Protocol, this entry in the series delivers everything one could possibly hope for from this kind of film.  If you like this genre, I don’t see how you could possibly not enjoy Mission: Impossible - Rogue Nation.

Dave

While DAVE may, technically, be a romantic comedy in that it's romantic and everything turns out right in the end, it isn't particularly funny. It's, well, it's congenial and comfortable, like a golden retreiver that puts its head on your knee, looking for a scratch behind the ears.

DAVE stars the eminently likeable Kevin Kline as the titular character, a regular guy who doubles for the President on the fateful night when the Chief Executive goes down with a brain anyeurism. Before he really knows what's happening, he's been pressed into service as a stand-in President by marvelously evil Chief of Staff Frank Langella (in a career-resurrecting performance). Wouldn't you know it, Dave's a better president than the President. Add in some domestic conflict with an estranged first lady (Sigourney Weaver, excellent as usual), some fuzzy politics about full employment, and some wonderful character moments with Charles Grodin as a small-time accountant who advises his friend to "Get out of here as fast as you can," and you have a congenial, comfortable romantic comedy that's as warm as as pair of good slippers.

DAVE works for many reasons, not the least of which being the balance between Kline's charm and Langella's menace. Kline's one of the most likeable actors working today, and he uses that likeablility to make us buy speeches and moments that we'd reject from a lesser actor. Langella strikes just the right chord of menace for a romantic comedy - scary enough to create dramatic tension, yet not so evil as to blow the film's mood. It's great work, well directed by Ivan Reitman, and the whole thing is a pleasure to watch.

As far as romantic comedies go, it's a classic.

Mission: Impossible 3

MI3 is the most enjoyable of the MISSION IMPOSSIBLE films. It has a coherent story, nifty locations, and actors who know when to play it straight and when to chew the scenery.

The story is your basic Maguffin chase, no apologies necessary. The film called the prize in question the "rabbit's foot," and it'll end the world or some such, but the prize itself remains largely irrelevant. That's fine - I just appreciated that, unlike with the first two films, I could follow who was doing what to whom and why.

As with any good spy thriller, the action jumps from city to city around the world, barely stopping for breath or exposition. Everything looks great, the cops never respond to extraordinary amounts of gunfire, and someone put the bridge that links the Florida Keys in the middle of Virginia. Oh, and lots of stuff blows up real good.

Finally, there's the cast. The filmmakers assembled an extraordinary group of actors for a bubble-gum movie: there's Maggie Q in black fatigues, Maggie Q in a red dress, and Maggie Q in a leather jacket. It's the perfect cast for nearly any movie, and it succeeds perfectly.

In short, MISSION: IMPOSSIBLE 3 is slick, succesful, big-budget entertainment. I understand that the movie didn't make much money in the theaters, mostly due to the shenanigans of some guy who isn't Maggie Q, but pay no attention to that extraneous stuff: grab a DVD copy, pop some popcorn, and enjoy.

Undisputed

I knew, going in, that UNDISPUTED was no masterpiece. It was billed as a B-movie, a straight-up shot of testosterone featuring Ving Rhames and Wesley Snipes squaring off in a boxing ring. Hey, I like B-movies, and I'll champion BLOODSPORT well into my dotage. UNDISPUTED seemed like just the thing for a late night with my old college roommate, a couple of beers, and a bag of chips.

Unfortunately, UNDISPUTED is an abject failure. Snipes's character, supposedly the epitome of Zen cool, only made me wonder why he wore that silly hat. Rhames, for his part, does a wonderful acting job, completely divesting himself of his natural charisma. The movie itself feels clunky and leaden, providing us with unnecessary flashbacks and interruptions, and culminating in a final bout that's partially obscured by the bars and barbed wire of the cage in which it's fought. I mean, really - who makes a boxing movie, then obscures half Big Fight's action?

If you're looking for a mindless, B-grade fight movie to watch with your buddies, rent BLOODSPORT again. UNDISPUTED is not your movie.