Brad Pitt’s ‘Bullet Practice’ shoots nothing however gaps

Are from John Wick and Atomic Blonde arrive Deadpool 2 and Fast & Furious Gift: Hobbs & ShawDavid Leitch’s career trajectory has veered towards the more interesting, and that path has reached its peak — or, more accurately, rock bottom — with High speed train. Smokin ‘AcesLeitch’s latest is a fun bloodbath played for laughs, the trouble is that the more stress it puts on euphoria, the less it delivers. By Brad Pitt The main performance of the game, though, is the cinematic epitome of trying.

Adapted by Zak Olkewicz, High speed train (August 6) takes place on a bullet train from Tokyo to Kyoto whose passengers are mostly hired assassins (with cute nicknames) of all faiths, skin colors, and nationalities. At the top of that class is Ladybug (Pitt), who is hired by his manager (Sandra Bullock, in a mostly voice-only role) to board the ship and retrieve the silver briefcase his master coveted. . This is Ladybug’s first assignment since a hiatus, during which his therapist encouraged him to be optimistic, find inner peace, and embrace the self-help Zen joys that Pitt bursts out with the positivity of someone who really believes in or at least, a student who wants to be positive. However, he could not help but feel that he was bitten by a snake (something that would become literal later on), and that impression was aggravated as his travels began and after his body was confirmed. Having determined his target, he is attacked by The Wolf (Bad Bunny), the first of his many deadly enemies.

As Ladybug tries to accomplish her goal, High speed train also focuses on a host of other colorful-looking desperate killers. The most insistent of that group are Tangerine (Aaron Taylor-Johnson) and Lemon (Brian Tyree Henry), a pair of stylishly dressed British “twins” and constantly bickering. Lemon can’t be quiet about Thomas the Tank Engine, the series he believes is a metaphor for life and its characters include all kinds of people, and Olkewicz’s script knocked the joke down. earth despite the fact that it was never, even for a second, clever or funny. Henry and Taylor-Johnson make a beautiful pair of contrasting brothers, but their mile-per-minute jokes are annoying; as if they were auditioning for one of the countless late ’90s crime movies made by Quentin Tarantino’s Reservoir dog and Pulp Fiction.

There are more psychopaths residing High speed train, which includes The Prince (Joey King), a young girl responsible for pushing a boy off the rooftop of a department store in order to lure the child’s Father (Andrew Koji) onto the train and use him as a Her pawn in a murder plot. King wears preppie clothes, bold eyeliner and poses more than she likes, it’s impossible not to mention about Henry and Taylor-Johnson, who seem to have been asked by Leitch to poke fun at Looney Tunes with their best potty. Pitt operates on a similar overt tendency, his inability to relate to nonviolence (“Hurting people hurts people”) tries to be the opposite of his knack for ending his life. others. Pitt’s performance is like a marriage of John Wick and his kicker from True romance (or Jeff Bridges’ The Dude), can win if he is given anything interesting to actually do or say.

High speed train is a frenetic, hectic, chaotic animated film, embellished with a flourishing Japanese animation (including a black-lit train carriage where an actor wears a human costume). inflated cartoon objects) and excessive aesthetics. Leitch’s camera spins, hums, spins and twirls when abandoned, flips in the middle of hand-to-hand and gun chaos, and slow motion, all of which are title tags (with full text in Japanese) and flashbacks further lengthened the proceedings. Everything is bathed in bold, bright colors and transitions to unexpected music — an English punk here, a Japanese pop song here, and a critically acclaimed country ballad — but the ending the end is not worth it at all. Even Leitch’s signature combat choreography is lost in the dazzling shuffling; There’s not a single memorable skirmish between the sea of ​​quick cuts and these dull satires.

The briefcase these assassins are looking for is a MacGuffin that doesn’t matter as much as the underlying reason they find themselves at each other’s throats, yet High speed train eventually ends up untangling its various story threads so it can come to a dizzying conclusion. However, it is not possible to care about any of these players or their eventual fate, regardless of the usual references to luck and destiny, two forces that affect the equation of this story in a chaotic — and therefore meaningless — period. One of the main problems here is that, despite the discussed concepts of a larger workplace scheme, it never feels like anyone is at the top of this runaway venture. The movie revolves around a random, bloody, saliva-filled carnage, and although there are poisonings, stabbings, beatings and downright badass in this stew, what stands out are the ingredients. missing: humorous inspiration and a tone that doesn’t incite near-instant burnout.

Pitt’s performance is like a marriage between John Wick and his rock man in ‘True Romance’ (or Jeff Bridges’ The Dude), which would probably win out if he was offered anything. fun to actually do or say.

High speed train is Leitch’s third consecutive attempt at combining powerful brutality with cramp-like silence, and in this case the emphasis on the latter proves so great that the former barely feel strong. Men and women fight, jump on trains, break doors, clash with snakes, and grapple with seemingly confusing multi-function Japanese toilets, but end up with almost nothing to show for. for it. Influence is consuming and crushing, destroying any spark of invention, and more importantly, skewing the balance of strength and tongue that Leitch desires. Many excellent actors have had to sigh and make it through this two-hour ride, whose ending not only looks like a stoic (and looks a bit bored) Michael Shannon but also, fittingly, a head-on collision doesn’t prevent things from moving forward, and it all comes out of that making the wear and tear worse.

Unable to think of an example of his dire state, Pitt’s Ladybug suggested that bad luck followed him “like…something witty”. His failure to come up with a suitable joke is Bullet’s Train causing it to crash and burn long before it reached its disappointing destination.

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