Remember in the days leading up to Putin’s unprovoked invasion of Ukraine when
certain pundits assured us he would never do it? Then, once he did it, they
blamed the U.S., because we didn’t sufficiently strenuously object to Ukraine
joining NATO. Of course, they wanted to join NATO, because they knew Putin
wanted to conquer their nation. Michael Connor is pretty cynical when it comes
to geopolitics, but he finds himself fighting Russian shock troops to save his
[adopted] niece in William Kaufman’s Man of War, which releases tomorrow
on VOD.
Connor
was deep into a dark night of the soul when Riley (the daughter of a fallen Ukrainian-American
comrade) calls with an S.O.S. Sadistic criminal turned-commando Stanismir Koniev
keeps the line open just long enough to taunt Connor. Big mistake. Immediately,
Connor calls his former CIA handler, Charlie Lewis, who reluctantly arranges
his transport into Ukraine with a group of British operators hoping to extract
a high-paying oligarch.
Lewis
also connects Connor with a fixer, Dany Sundakov, who has done business with
both the CIA and the local underworld. In exchange for helping Connor, Lewis
arranges an extraction for Sundakov’s family as well. However, Connor’s cynical
“war happens” attitude obviously annoys Sundakov, who is quite understandably offended
by the constant shelling and bombing of civilian targets in his country. The
more he begrudgingly defends women and children from Putin’s Z-thugs, the more
Connor sees Sundakov’s point.
You
have to give Kaufman credit, because he actually sets his action films in the
real world, which gives them much greater stakes, because the audience
understands (or at least they should) the kind of brutality the Taliban is
capable of in Warhorse One, and likewise that of Putin’s Wagner
mercenaries in Man of War.
Both films
also boast super-gritty, skillfully executed action sequences (shot on-location
at convincingly realistic sites in Bulgaria). In the case of Man of War,
the urban warfare is viscerally believable. Of course, it helps that LaMonica
Garrett is a highly credible and physically imposing action lead, while martial
arts-specialist Daniel Bernhardt makes Koniev a truly slimy and sadistic
villain. He is also true to life, because Putin and the late but not great Wagner
leader Prigozhin deliberately recruited violent criminals of his caliber for
their dirty war.
Casual viewers might think of fantasy heroes as virtuous Tolkienesque dragonslayers,
but for real fans, the irresponsible antiheroes are even more important. Conan
was that kind of freebooter and so was Red Sonja (in the books and comics). The
title character of Roger Corman’s 1983 rip-off has always been a cult-favorite,
because he was so grungy and roguish. The reboot might not share much with the
original, but at least the wandering swordsman still refuses to reform himself in
Steven Kostanski’s Deathstalker, executive produced by Guns ‘n Roses’
Slash, which opens this Friday in theaters.
As the
film opens, the universally despised Deathstalker makes his coin scavenging
from dead bodies fallen in battle. That is pretty scummy behavior, but nobody
challenges him, because he is too lethal. However, this time around, he “liberated”
an amulet from a “mostly dead” knight that apparently carries a curse.
From
now on, no matter what he does with it, it always turns up back in his pocket. Making
everything worse, a demonic army led by his old nemesis, Jotak, seems hellbent
on recovering the amulet, even if it does him serious harm in the process. To
lift the curse, he must find Doodad, a little person wizard. However, Deathstalker
must first save the sorcerer from his own magical entrapment. Heck, at this
rate, Deathstalker is practically becoming heroic.
The
ruckus but comfortable combination of bloody carnage and outrageous
over-the-top humor will compute for fans of Kostanski’s previous films, such as
PG: Psycho Goreman. Deathstalker also reflects the former makeup
artist’s passion for practical effects. It doesn’t exactly transport the
audience to an immersive fantasy world, but it certainly dives right in,
embracing the hacking and slashing, as well as the creature-creation.
It is a lot like Westworld, with more sex. In addition to similar Old West and ancient
Rome adventure options, you can also roleplay a Nazi in the WWII area, to make
it even more distasteful. Humanity is basically doomed, but the bad guys intend
to make money off the bottoming out. Unfortunately, their plan is especially exploitative
in James Bamford’s Utopia, which is now available on VOD.
The
adult theme park Utopia operates in the fictional Eastern European country of
Astovia, making it part of the “Bamverse,” following the not-so-bad Air Force One Down and the disappointing Shadow Land. The returns now
diminish furher. Regardless, former American Special Forces commando Damon
Matthew has followed the trail of his semi-ex-girlfriend Alexis to Utopia,
which he infiltrates with the remote hacking aid of his old British comrade Rupert.
There
he finds her working as one of the hostess-harem girls, with no apparent memory
of him or the rest of her past life. To make matters worse, she is clearly the
favorite of pervy Karl Tubin, Utopia’s largest silent investor. Matthew and
Rupert assume the abducted women were implanted with some sort of AI chip that
alters their memory and behavior. Yet, some abducted women, like Joan and
Natalie (who had to be “reprogrammed” after the little incident during the prologue)
have grown suspicious and perhaps even rebellious.
Compared
to Utopia, the Bruce Willis quickie Vice passes for a masterpiece.
Basically, this entire film is reverse-engineered around shots of Charlotte
Vega, Alix Villaret, and Wanda Banda wearing skimpy attire, in suggestive
situations. Unfortunately, Bamford largely wastes legit martial arts veteran
Daniel Bernhardt playing Utopia’s security chief, William Sallow.
Many movies depict CIA officers as the bad guys, but in the real world,
several CIA station chiefs have been assassinated while serving their country.
Tragically, Farrah Malloy will be the next to die in the line of duty. However,
her widowed husband is also a CIA officer, with the know-how to find her killers and extract
retribution in Jesse V. Johnson’s Chief of Station, which releases
tomorrow in theaters and on-demand.
Ben
Malloy just ran circles around the FSB (the former KGB) intercepting a courier drop on the
streets of Budapest, where his wife is Chief of Station. Then he met her for
their anniversary, but it was interrupted by an explosion. Supposedly, it was a
gas leak, but Malloy soon suspects otherwise. Since the agency’s general
inspector clearly has it in for him, Malloy only trusts Dez, his wife’s former
colleague in the cyber division, with his findings.
Technically,
he also trusts Nick, who will also soon start working in agency IT, but Malloy
does not want him involved. Of course, the mysterious terrorists will
inevitably target the son to get to the father.
Much
like Aaron Eckhart’s last CIA movie, The Bricklayer, Chief of Station
starts with a promising premise, but quickly reverts to standard issue payback
VOD action. In this case, Chief is worse, because it chickens out quite
cowardly, by making the FSB “friendly” rivals rather than the true bad guys.
Just ask Ukraine how the FSB really conducts their business. This is not the
mid-1990s. Audiences are craving Russian and CCP Chinese villains, because they
want to finally see payback for their oppressive crimes. Instead, the producers
apparently cared more about sales in some of most despotic territories on
earth.
It
is a shame, because Eckhart has the perfect cerebral grittiness for a
vengeance-seeking CIA officer like Malloy. Olga Kurylenko has instant action
credibility Krystyna Kowerski, an agent Malloy’s wife used to handle. However,
screenwriter George Mahaffey literally drops her into the film from out of
nowhere, after a full hour of Malloy lone-wolfing, just in time to save his
butt.
Apparently, if you want to kill Tyler Rake, you must drop him in a vat of molten steel,
like Robert Patrick in T2. When we last saw Rake in the first film, he fell
off a very large bridge in Bangladesh after getting riddled with bullets.
However, the film established he could hold his breath under water for a very
long time, so there’s that. Regardless, Rake is still alive, so best of luck to
all the bad guys who try to kill him in Sam Hargrave’s Extraction 2,
which premieres today on Netflix.
At
least #2 acknowledges things really looked bad for Rake. As a result, he spends
weeks in a coma before undergoing months of rehab. His merc boss Nik Khan just
wants him to quietly retire so he can work on all the emotional issues that fueled
his near-death wish, but that won’t be happening.
Instead,
he agrees to rescue his estranged ex-wife’s sister, young niece, and annoying pre-teen
nephew from the heckhole Georgian Republic prison, where they are forced to
live with the druglord brother-in-law. Clearly, Davit Radiani still has the
juice to demand such accommodations, despite being convicted of murdering an
American DEA agent. Understandably, being incarnated with the abusive Radiani
is slowly killing Ketevan and her children, but the worshipful Sandro is too
brainwashed to see his father’s true nature, or that of his psychotic uncle
Zurab. Regardless, Rake will bust them out anyway, whether Sandro likes it or
not, with the reluctant help and considerable logistical support provided by
Khan and her younger brother Yaz.
The
first Extraction, also helmed by Hargrove and written by the Russo
Brothers and graphic novelist Andre Parks, had plenty of action and considerable
body-count, but #2 surpasses it in all ways. As fans would expect, Chris
Hemsworth’s Rake is still quite a one-man killing machine.
However,
the big news is how Iranian exile Golshifteh Farahani really comes into her own
as a breakout action star. Khan was also part of the climactic shoot-out in #1,
but she possibly caps as many bad guys in #2 as Rake does. She is in the thick
of it, right from the start, but it is not to make any stilted statement. Khan
and Rake are really partners in the on-screen action (technically, he works for
her, but you get the point).
That
said, Hemsworth still anchors the most brutal hand-to-hand beatdown, as Rake
escorts Ketevan through a full-on prison riot, which even overshadows the
complicated escape sequence it bleeds into, involving cars, helicopters, and a
speeding train. #2 features an extended 21-minute long-take, but viewers will
not really notice the technique, because the stunt work is so intense.
People forget Germany first occupied France was during WWI—that’s why the front
line was in France. Those who collaborated the first time faced reprisals that they
repaid with interest during the National Socialist occupation. Many in turn
faced similar or worse humiliation after the Allied liberation, like Marie Dujardin,
the former mistress of a high-ranking SS officer. Ironically, Dujardin was in
fact a resistance mole, but she has nobody left to vouch for her. However, she
has knowledge of a secret stash of gold that is definitely worth something in
Jesse V. Johnson’s Hell Hath No Fury, which opens this Friday in Los
Angeles.
When
we meet Dujardin, she is cooing romantically with the ruthless Von Bruckner.
Yet, when their car is ambushed by the resistance, she claims to be on their
side. He manages to take care of his would-be executioners, but she gets the
drop on him. Or so she thought—those darned glancing face shots. She left him
for dead, but she really left him facially scarred.
That
leads to a nasty reunion when she leads three American GI’s and Major Maitland,
their Kelly’s Heroes-style officer to the cemetery, where she tells them
she hid Von Bruckner’s gold. He wants it too—and he is marching their way with
all the SS troops still loyal to him.
HHNF
is
not exactly a love letter to the “Greatest Generation.” Technically, Dujardin
is not exactly a stereotypical “woman scorned” either. However, Johnson, the prolific
action director, stages some nifty battle sequences. Stuff gets blown-up and Germans
get killed many satisfactory ways, but Johnson always keeps it all clean and
legible on-screen.
He
also has the benefit of a gritty, experienced cast, including Louis Mandylor,
who certainly knows his way around a Johnson set (including the Debt Collector movies and maybe half a dozen others). Timothy V. Murphy is a
real standout for the grizzled swagger and snarling attitude he brings as the working-class
sergeant.
Even when you are operating on a galactic scale, it is easier to win the war
than win the peace. That is the position Earthlings are in. In the original Skyline,
the aliens came and kicked our butts. Then in Beyond Skyline, we got up
and booted them off Earth. We took our planet back, but to preserve the peace,
we will need much more energy. You know who has a nifty, super-powerful and portable
generator? Right, the old mother ship. Reluctantly, Rose Corley and her
physically altered brother agree to go take it and maybe settle a few more old
scores while they’re at it in Liam O’Donnell’s Skylines (or Skylin3s),
which opens this Friday in a few persistent theaters and on Apple TV.
Rose
Corley was born while her mother was in alien captivity, so somehow her physiology
was mutated in the process. She became the aliens’ Achilles heel, who led the
Earth forces to their ultimate victory. Unfortunately, it was not a clean win.
There was a lot of collateral damage, because she froze at a key moment.
Nevertheless, she is Earth’s best warrior, thanks to her X-Men-ish
powers, so hard-charging General Radford recruits her back into active service.
Earth
needs power to fight a mysterious virus that is driving previously re-awakened “pilots,”
humans who were captured and mutated into alien drones, violently mad. Corley
has a personal stake, since her big brother Trent is also a pilot, who has yet
to be infected. However, Corley is not sure she can trust the rest of Radford’s
team, especially Owens, the overtly hostile commander.
Beyond
Skyline is
up there with Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan and Evil Dead II as
sequels that are considerably better than their original predecessors. Skylin3s
is not quite as good as Beyond (because it is tough to beat the
combo of Iko Uwais, Frank Grillo, and Yayan “Mad Dog” Ruhian), but it is still
pretty strong from an action perspective. Only Ruhian returns, appearing (too
briefly) this time as Huana, a crazy but heroic mutant fighter. (Although
Grillo’s Mark Corley is missing, his absence is explained in a way that might
allow for his later return.)
Nevertheless,
Daniel Bernhardt (who starred in the Bloodsport direct-to-DVD sequels)
and Cha-Lee Yoon (doing double duty as the film’s stunt coordinator) maintain Skylin3s’
martial arts credibility. Bernhardt also glowers menacingly as Owens, while
Yoon plays Zhi, the medic, so you know this crew must be hardnosed.