In a noisy worship of star wattage, it’s all about Cruise – the cocky rookie with the hair, the teeth, the swag, but the inevitable soft underbelly – in what must have been pitched and billed as “Top Gun on wheels”, or is that the lazy retrospective narrative?
Aside from the curiosity factor, mainly how on earth this even got made, it’s a fucking bore for the ages that offers negligible reasons for your investment. Highlights: Erstwhile senator Fred Thompson plays an authority figure, and Michael Rooker plays a Michael Rooker character.
Less a movie than a glossy music video with a few inchoate ideas twirling around, occasionally intersecting amidst the deafening, pointless racket, one gets the impression this was written without cars in mind, but somehow they found their way into the ‘story’.
This one’s a long shift.
Wanderings and ... wonderings. 