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Mission: Impossible 2 (2000): 8/10
-On the heels of Brian De Palma's knotty, overly-plotted predecessor, director John Woo's kinetic follow-up is a far sleeker act of filmmaking, with screenwriter Robert Towne re-contextualizing the great 1946 Alfred Hitchcock thriller
Notorious into a dangerously simmering love triangle between Tom Cruise's returning Ethan Hunt, his former IMF rival Sean Ambrose (Dougray Scott), and the comely thief Nyah Hall (Thandie Newton) who Cruise falls for during a tempestuous recruiting mission and, to his dismay, finds he must send her back into the arms of her former lover in order to suss out the location of a deadly pathogen. Awkward...!
-Whereas De Palma's style tends to hew towards a tight -- almost suffocating -- precision when it comes to setting up the arena for one of his trademark suspense setpieces, Woo's style is all florid, gleaming surface, with his typically hypnotic use of
FAST!!!slo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-w
FAST!!! action choreography and liberal use of varying film speeds. All of the director's usual stylistic fetishes are on enthusiastic display (leather coats flapping in luxurious slo-mo! Sunglasses! Photogenic showers of sparks! White doves!). So long as you're a fan of his style (as I am),
M:I-2 offers up plenty of sleek, shallow pleasures.
-It's not just Hitchcock Towne's screenplay is riffing on, with blatant lifts of scenes from 90's blockbusters like
Last Of The Mohicans and
Darkman. Was he just renting random stuff from Blockbuster when he had the occasional bout of writer's block?
-Hans Zimmer's obnoxious rock score does the film no favors...instead of Elfman's sly approach skittering insidiously underneath De Palma's luxurious camerawork, Zimmer just bludgeon's Woo's already over-the-top visuals with his usual "band" of collaborators laying on the drum machines and wailing,
Gladiator-era vocals by Lisa Gerrard that have dated the movie poorly.
-Cruise has the best chemistry with a female lead in the series with the outrageously gorgeous Newton. They have a smoldering banter that makes the plot convolutions have a glaze of authentic romance.
-Scott is a total stiff as the film's heavy-lidded heavy, his syrupy Scottish accent not delivering much in the way of charisma or menace. And to think...had this film's schedule not run over by a month or so, he would have played Wolverine in the first
X-Men movie instead of the producers of that film having to settle for an Aussie nobody named Hugh Jackman. Thanks, scheduling difficulties...!
-Generic Aussie Dude as Cruise's helicopter pilot is probably the most forgettable team member he's had during the course of the series.
-Is this the only
M:I film to take place almost entirely in one location? One wonders if the Australian locations were some kind of tax write-off.
-Cruise's hair is his best of the series, endlessly flowing in blow-dryed perfection during every slow-motion punch and kick.
-Ving Rhames' Luther Stickel once again is given little to do but sit in a van and deliver platitudes like, "Look out, Ethan", and "Be careful, Ethan". It's a thankless role across the entire series, although here he at least gets to blow up a car with agrenade launcher at one point ("Oh, I'm mad now...!")
-Like
Indiana Jones & The Temple Of Doom and
Die Hard 2: Die Harder,
Mission: Impossible 2 is often dismissed as the "bad" middle child of the
M:I franchise, and I've never understood
why. It's shallow, thinly-written and overdoses on immediate post-
Matrix "cool" affectations, but it's also stylish, exciting, fast-paced and...okay, "cool". I've always dug this movie, and hopefully a wave of dissections of the franchise as a whole leading up to the release of
Fallout will allow a re-appraisal of this film.