Rampage movie review: As we realize right now, these films – Jumanji and Fast & Furious – are largely vehicles for Dwayne ‘The Rock’ Johnson to operate a vehicle off a cliff. And survive.
Big fulfills bigger in Dwayne ‘The Rock’ Johnson’s new action extravaganza, Rampage.
Director – Brad Peyton
Cast – Dwayne Johnson, Naomie Harris, Jeffrey Dean Morgan, Malin Akerman, Joe Manganiello
Rating – 3/5
Our lord and saviour Dwayne Johnson can seemingly save stressed franchises with all the ease as it requires him to put a guy to rest using just his bare hands – but even he, with all his divinity, can’t save Rampage from steam-rolling around his filmography.
With neither the will nor the reason why to experiment with his functions, The Rock and roll has cornered the marketplace when it comes to an extremely correct sub genre of action movies, the sort that his nemesis Vin Diesel possessed made his own in regards to a decade ago. They are the movies that focus on teenage young boys and no person else, ideally those who were blessed post 9/11 so the inescapable mass mayhem of the third take action has little subtext, if any. There were exceptions, of course. Jumanji: Welcome to the Jungle was a remarkably wild ride, but usually the Rock’s recent result appears to be composed of dusty old relics hastily washed as a last moment gift idea for a younger audience which may or may not chuck it in the trash.
Technically, Rampage is a gaming movie, sort of like how Jumanji was also a video game movie – while there are elements that are either influenced by or lent from the games and gambling culture, these films are essentially vehicles for Dwayne Johnson to operate a vehicle off a cliff. And endure.
This time, adventure message or calls when the Rock’s good friend (and gorilla), George, is attacked by a toxic serum that gives him super power, ultra agility and super size. With shady government brokers, shadier mercenaries and the shadiest firm on earth after George, the Rock and roll enlists the assistance of the disgraced scientist (Naomie Harris) and a cowboy agent (Jeffrey Dean Morgan) as he tries to save George from being wiped out, captured, or both.
Rampage is a movie with absolutely zero stakes, which is ironic because at one point the Rock and roll says the exact words, “Let’s go save the planet.” But this has been a rather annoying trend along with his movies just lately. His Fast & Furious identity, Hobbs, is actually a superhero; his persona in Jumanji basically had three lives, and in Rampage, his identity, Davis Okoye, gets shot at point empty range and lives to flex another muscle.
Dwayne Johnson offers these characters down to a knowledge now.
For these videos, the Rock and roll prefers the employed gun approach to movie-making, the one-man studio that he is. So he gets a young filmmaker who have displayed obedience in the past, and has a much easier time taking path than giving it. That is his third movie with Brad Peyton, with whom he previously collaborated on Voyage 2: The Mysterious Island (not fifty percent as awful as its subject) and San Andreas (exactly as uninspired as it looks). Rampage , their latest, manages to underwhelm despite having the handicap of not having any prospects to get started with.
In many ways, it’s like a Salman Khan movie – The Rock and roll even keeps his famous tattoos, much like how Salman, whatever the character he’s participating in, helps to protect his bracelet with more love than he has ever shown towards a script. THEREFORE THE Rock gets a resounding hero access and the film gets several moments designed only to elicit whistles from minimal demanding users of the audience.
As always, the villains in Rampage are over-the-top caricatures.
The trouble with films like this – we saw a similar situation unfold very just lately with Pacific Rim Uprising, and Kong Skull Island a few months before that – is the fact that they’ve deluded themselves into convinced that all we want to see is gigantic monsters knocking one another senseless, preferably if one of the huge monsters happens to be The Rock and roll. By spending about one hour setting up its plot, it could seem as if Rampage is at least aware of these problems. Whether or not it can anything interesting with this knowledge is another issue because Rampage doesn’t even begin to rampage before final third of the film, by which point you’re either too disengaged with the story they’ve been revealing to, or too impatient to take pleasure from the mayhem you’ve been looking forward to.
But you would be pleased to learn that while the action is blandly put together, it’s effective. As we’ve seen along with his previous movies, Peyton has a knack for large-scale place pieces, an potential which is sorely missing when he’s faced with shooting a chat between two humans.
It requires time to arrive, but when it does, the action is admittedly impressive.
This tone deafness as it pertains to character development, and a smug, cutesy script which includes people knowingly touch upon the stupidity of what’s unfolding on screen – as though this acknowledgment purges the movie of its idiocy – is kind of the only real problem with Rampage.
As always, were it not for The Rock – he is absolute yellow metal in roles like this – it wouldn’t have merited another thought.
Watch the Rampage trailer here: