As a change of pace, I wandered into the theatre to catch this one. Denzel and Marky Mark are worth the risk, this time in the genre of bad guys south of the border, more bad guys north of the border, dalliances with romance and some extra credit for man card renewal if needed. The story doesn’t matter for this movie. A great myth around two guys working separately and for different reasons for departments in the US government tricked by a third, pulling off unreasonable stunts towards an impossible alls well that ends well conclusion. But thanks to the two lead actors, you don’t walk out. Marky Mark is a charming and funny cat, and Denzel performs his role without anger leaving you in the end hoping that they both get out of the mess they are in.
In movies this predictable you just hope for a scene or a moment that reminds you fondly about something else. If your lucky, the cast is stocked with someone or a few somebodys who can do that for you. In 2 Guns, it is easy with Denzel, Marky Mark, Edward James Olmos and Bill Paxton. Olmos will always be remembered for his days bossing, ever quietly, Crockett and Tubbs around and to this day he just seems to be the perfect boss. In this movie, he runs a drug cartel, no surprise, but somehow the whole Mexico deal feels more authentic when he is muttering commands. Bill Paxton seems more authentic now in any role now that he shivered and vomited on Apollo 13. And the unending banter between Wahlberg and Washington is simply refreshing. In aggregate you can look past the gratuitous violence and pithy story to a happy place.
The direction and production of this movie dilutes and distracts an already predictable story, and the talents of the cast. Strangely, albeit under different circumstances, I have been in every one of the settings and only the scene with Denzel and Marky Mark in the desert scrub where Wahlberg grazes Denzel does the movie come close to how those settings feel. It was as if they decided to shoot the movie in Alberta and Minnesota on sunny days. The story goes non-linear increasingly as the movie progress through its two hours, with frayed lines in each action scene, i.e., 4-7 guys shooting at Denzel and Wahlberg in traffic or dark buildings.
I hope to God it is not real.
Regarding Tripod’s Review
“Thanks to the two lead actors, you don’t walk out.” Yep, I’m figuring that’ll be enough for me.