Furious 7 [ Theatrical]
With the untimely death of series star Paul Walker casting a dark shadow over the production of the seventh installment of Fast and Furious, the cast and crew have managed to honour the actor in the best way possible: by delivering a rip- roaring, action- packed monster of a movie.
This series has always been about over the top action punctuated with surprisingly wholesome morals and a healthy dose of comic relief, and that’s been cranked right up here as James Wan takes to the director’s chair for an altogether more successful effort than the last installment without Justin Lin helming ( Tokyo Drift, in case you were wondering). Given the somewhat strange chronology of the series to date, it’s worth reminding you that this is actually the sequel to that first Linless effort, with everything that came since actually taking place before it. Confused? Who cares? It’s got fast cars, The Rock, Vin Diesel, Jason Statham and Kurt Russell in it. While penning this review I fought long and hard with how to address the Paul Walker situation. The fact that the actor lost his life midway through the movie’s production posed some serious issues for the crew, but it’s all been handled phenomenally well thanks to some hi- tech trickery and the involvement of Walker’s brothers Cody and Caleb, and while the potential for a heavyhanded handling of his character Brian O’Conner left me terrified beforehand, I’ve got to hand it to Wan for managing to not only honour the character and the actor, but to do it in a way that feels right. Furious 7 may have lost the Fast from its title, but all that trademark action is here in abundance. In fact, my only gripe would be the fact that there’s probably too much to take in, with the movie perhaps a little too long at 137 minutes, but with such a dearth of decent actioners hitting theatres these days, it’s an easily forgivable misstep from what is, unsurprisingly given past form, a really, really good flick.