“When you find the guy who did this to Han, what you gonna do?” “Words ain’t been invented yet.”
Fast and Furious 7 is exactly what we expected: high-octane, adolescent nonsense. The seemingly-concluding chapter in Fast & Furious saga brings the best of the new to the charm of the old, in a wholly enjoyable experience.
The scale of this series has been large before, but never been this big. For one thing, Fast and Furious 7 takes its globe-trotting to a whole new level. The plethora of countries visited would make Phileas Fogg blush. From the sizzling desert paradise of Abu Dhabi to the mountinous landscapes of Azerbaijan, James Wan isn’t afraid to break the bank for the team’s exploits.
This bank-breaking continues into the film’s action set pieces. There are as ambitious as they are entertaining, and will bring ideas to the screen that I doubt you’ll have seen elsewhere.
Aside from these visual treats, a lot of attention has been placed on the hand-to-hand combat. Signing on Jason Statham and Ronda Rousey are stark indicators of this focus and these additions certainly reap their rewards. Taking a leaf out of The Raid‘s playbook, Fast and Furious 7 features hand-to-hand combat as good as you’ll see in US cinema.
So, in summary, this is exactly the sort of film we all wanted. Guns galore, an abundance of action and more one-liners than you can shake a jagged piece of car chassis at. It may not win as many Best Picture awards as Vin is anticipating, but Fast and Furious 7 is certainly a rousing send-off to a most enjoyed film franchise, and one of its most beloved performers.