Yet here we are, Statham wisely nowhere in sight and his replacement, living underwear mannequin Ed Skrein ( Game of Thrones, The Sweeney) apparently doing his best to demonstrate to even Statham skeptics (like me) that the Stath actually does have some charisma and some personality. The Jason Statham-as-a-badass-chauffeur action franchise was not demanding another installment the first three films did only moderately well at the box office, and likely only off Statham’s popularity anyway.
Very often a disaster so disgusting that, its endless 90-plus minutes later, I was in desperate need of a shower to get the ick off me.
There isn’t a single level on which this cheap, crass reboot/sequel/whatever-the-hell operates that isn’t a disaster.
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