Action porn, a near constant tickle, and charismatic movie star performances make Wanted a new benchmark in bravura movie making. Casually amoral, this nihilistic flik would make Nietzsche blush. In short, Wanted is one hell of a guilty pleasure.
Angelina Jolie’s entrance comes well into the movie. Suddenly her magnificent head fills the screen next to the decidedly pedestrian-looking James McAvoy. Instantly, the movie’s glamour and cool quotients spike upward. The woman deserves her $20 million paydays. She’s the most desirable human on the planet and an action hero of the first rank, a femme fatale for the ages.
McAvoy ably – and comically – plays a schmo who becomes a superior being, an übermensch who is more than a little tempted to play god.
Morgan Freeman, who hasn’t had a role this meaty in a long time, lends gravitas to the proceedings. Add in the great Terrence Stamp, and this is a first rate cast.
The narrative exists mostly to link the extremely over-the-top chases and gun battles, and to provide comic relief. Hence action porn.
This mostly works, especially when McAvoy’s comic transition is underway. Over time it drags a bit, as the willing suspension of disbelief becomes a burden to maintain.
Lots of the ultra, and a couple glimpses of the slap and tickle.
I counted 60 stuntmen, a dozen special effects techs, and 100 visual fx techs. That kind of FX horsepower buys you high multiples on all three reality scales.
Terrific review Spaceghost! I was just polishing up my draft when yours came through. Now I think I need to polish mine a little more, so look for it tomorrow.