This movie is best described in two words: eye candy. I mean that in every sense. It’s pretty to look at and there are a lot of, uh, tasty images, but it leaves you with a profound lack of fulfillment. Almost in a, oh no why did I watch that, now I’m going to get fat. Because, candy?
Anyway, to expand on the eye candy idea. Anyone familiar with the Fast and Furious series knows about the shiny cars and the scantily-clad women, as well as explosions and fast-paced racing scenes. But what I wasn’t expecting in the eye candy department was for any in the audience of the female persuasion. By which I mean, Dwayne Johnson is HUGE. Like, his biceps are the size of my torso. It looks kind of gross, to be honest, but I really don’t know what the ladies like when it comes to men (steroids).
Unfortunately, that’s about all this movie has to offer. It’s got a modicum of character development and something resembling a plot, but it seems like the whole point of this movie is to establish that Tokyo Drift (the third installment) hasn’t actually happened yet. I’m going to avoid spoilers, but a certain someone dies in Tokyo Drift and then reappears in Fast & Furious (number 4), Fast 5, and Fast & Furious 6, and according to IMDB will return in Fast & Furious 7, which is currently in pre-production.
The acting is lacking, and worse, it isn’t even offset by witty one-liners from Vin Diesel. Luke Evans plays the antagonist and does a good job, but he, as the antagonist, has one too many aces up his sleeve and it gets old quickly. The story is predictable, too. It really seems like they phoned this one in, which is sad considering how great the Fast and the Furious series has been in the past.
In short, if you haven’t seen the rest of the series, don’t see it for this movie. Go watch the first five, and maybe wait for this one on Redbox or something. Also, much like cars, airplanes don’t explode after a minor crash. Just remember that.