Over-the-hill heroes still have sense of humour
A nostalgic showcase of muscles, firepower
The Expendables 2
½ Starring: Sylvester Stallone,
Jason Statham, Dolph Lundgren, Randy Couture,
Terry Crews Playing at: Angrignon, Banque Scotia, Brossard, Cavendish, Colossus, Côte des Neiges, Deux
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cinemas Parents’ guide: violence It’s nice to see the older folk getting work in Hollywood, even if what they do is basically what they did, except more so and with wrinkles. Exhibit aistommyleejones in Hope Springs, a superannuated romantic comedy in which his crankiness meter is set to Impossible and his creased look of unhappiness — as if he’s smelled something rotten, possibly in the screenplay — now resembles the skin of an especially aggrieved rhinoceros.
Things are only slightly improved in The Expendables 2, another crack at a group of fairly ancient action heroes, including Sylvester Stallone and Bruce Willis, with special appearances by Arnold Schwarzenegger, Chuck Norris and Jean-Claude Van Damme. One assumes Steven Seagal was busy having his topknot rebraided that day, because he’s about the only one missing.
The crew has been joined by some younger blood, notably Liam Hemsworth, but The Expendables franchise has become a place to salute the old-fashioned action movie, with its absurd missions, improbable explosions, vertiginous body counts and serviceable biceps. Stallone is still buff at 66, and Terry Crews, returning as Caesar, looks as if he could benchpress the entire Rambo series. Schwarzenegger is beginning to get a tad jowly — The Expandables? — but he makes up for it by being the guy with the most signature lines: “I’ll be back,” he says, to which Willis replies, “You’ve been back enough.”
The Expendables 2 needs its sense of humour. The story has Barney Ross (Stallone), a veteran mercenary, reuniting his troupe — Lee (Jason Statham), Jensen (Dolph Lundgren), Toll Road (Randy Couture) and Caesar, along with Billy the Kid (Hemsworth) — on a mission to find a mysterious computer program locked in the safe of a crashed plane.
There’s also a woman, Maggie (Yu Nan), but she appears to be a forlorn attempt to attract female filmgoers. It’s unlikely: The Expendables is boys’ town, even if the boys are in their 60s.
If there’s a love story, it’s the bromance hinted at in the fact that Stallone and Statham wear matching flat caps until it’s time to fight, when they change into matching berets.
They’re back in action because a government type named Church (Willis) says he’ll throw them in jail otherwise. However, judging from the film’s crash-and-burn opening, in which the crew busts into a Nepalese military base to rescue a Chinese billionaire, they haven’t made the jail that can hold Sylvester Stallone, not to mention Dolph Lundgren. His character is a giant Swede who combines mayhem with a degree in chemical engineering — he mentions that he’s a Fulbright scholar — who writes Einstein’s special theory of relativity on a napkin and then blows his nose in it. You don’t want to mess with The Expendables.
The hunt for the computer thing is thwarted by the Sangs, a gang led by Van Damme, who has maintained both his physique and his signature lack of charisma. He’s a villain whose only distinguishing characteristic is the fact that he’s played by someone who is famous for having no distinguishing characteristics.
The result is a showcase of muscles, an impressive load of firepower, and not much else. The Expendables 2 is self-referential but never post-modern: it lacks symbolic subtext or deeper meaning. Seeing Chuck Norris appear with a machine gun to mow down a host of disposable villains is interesting only as a piece of nostalgia.
It’s a quality the movie underlines with its baby boomer soundtrack (Little Richard’s Rip It Up over a big gun battle in a faux 1950s set). Director Simon West, taking over for Stallone, tries to add some emotional underpinnings, but it’s hard to know whether they’re parodies: the death of a comrade, for instance, when Barney’s perennial sneer deepens from “relentless” to “something stinks.” Sylvester Stallone, meet Tommy Lee Jones.