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G.I. Joe: The Rise of Cobra - Directed by Stephen Sommers If you had asked me at the beginning of the summer, what the best action film was going to be, I would have told you “I don’t know. But the one thing I do know? It sure as hell won’t be G.I. Joe.” Turns out, I would have been wrong. I don’t know if this has more to say about how disappointing films like Terminator, Transformers, and Wolverine have been, or that G.I Joe was actually well made, but it remains the truth. (Though no, Joe was not better than Star Trek. Not by a long shot. But I classify Star Trek as Sci-fi… which, I know, is arguing semantics.) Make no mistake, as soon as the action stops in this film and the characters make the mistake of opening their mouths, everything goes to shit. The humor is juvenile and redundant (though thankfully, not offensive, like Transformers) and the story is somehow miraculously both overblown and non-existent, but it’s the action that delivers. Sommers knows how to direct an action movie. He proved that with the first two Mummy films. When it came time to do Van Helsing, he somehow forgot everything he had learned, but he brought his bag of tricks back for this film. The foot/car chase through the streets of Paris is incredibly visceral, and the underwater finale outdoes even Thunderball. Most of the time, I hate turning my brain off for a movie. I love it when movies try their hardest to challenge their audiences. But sometimes you need this. Sometimes, you just need to watch things blow up and watch people fall in love. Sometimes, you just need to tell your brain to shut the fuck up. G.I Joe makes sure that it does.

G.I. Joe: The Rise of Cobra - Directed by Stephen Sommers

If you had asked me at the beginning of the summer, what the best action film was going to be, I would have told you “I don’t know. But the one thing I do know? It sure as hell won’t be G.I. Joe.” Turns out, I would have been wrong.

I don’t know if this has more to say about how disappointing films like Terminator, Transformers, and Wolverine have been, or that G.I Joe was actually well made, but it remains the truth. (Though no, Joe was not better than Star Trek. Not by a long shot. But I classify Star Trek as Sci-fi… which, I know, is arguing semantics.)

Make no mistake, as soon as the action stops in this film and the characters make the mistake of opening their mouths, everything goes to shit. The humor is juvenile and redundant (though thankfully, not offensive, like Transformers) and the story is somehow miraculously both overblown and non-existent, but it’s the action that delivers. Sommers knows how to direct an action movie. He proved that with the first two Mummy films. When it came time to do Van Helsing, he somehow forgot everything he had learned, but he brought his bag of tricks back for this film. The foot/car chase through the streets of Paris is incredibly visceral, and the underwater finale outdoes even Thunderball.

Most of the time, I hate turning my brain off for a movie. I love it when movies try their hardest to challenge their audiences. But sometimes you need this. Sometimes, you just need to watch things blow up and watch people fall in love. Sometimes, you just need to tell your brain to shut the fuck up. G.I Joe makes sure that it does.

Sunday, August 16th 2009 3:58pm
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