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It certainly doesn't characterize Miguel Necoechea's The Kid: Chamaco, a decidedly unmoving boxing picture that gives us, for starters, such played-out creations as the ghetto kid from an abusive family who sees sports as the way out, the washed-up prizefighter looking for one more chance, and the do-gooder atoning for a past mistake. Necoechea's film, a U.
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Mesrine's jaw-dropping record of flamboyant crimes and repeat prison breaks would seem to guarantee an exciting portrait, but Richet proves maddeningly loath to edit his material, and his charismatic star, Vincent Cassel, does not delve deep. Part One opens with Cassel and film in '70s drag 'stache, split screens and previews the gangster's deadly ambush by cops in an unmarked truck, before returning to his beginnings.
Part One also establishes the director's wearisome approach; his daisy chain of capers and hideouts, with no feel for which events to dwell on, suggests an impatience with basic storytelling. No small problem, too, is that the film yields only a rudimentary feel for what it was like to live in France or Canada in the '60s and '70s if you weren't a gangster in a movie. How can you get a sense of a folk hero or media obsession without context? Part Two dives into the '70s and sees Mesrine notching up another prison escape, cycling through disguises and ratcheting up his media provocations.
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The human prey get filleted, in 3-D, no less, a technology that's deployed effectively — as when one piranha or another is plucked from the computer-animated horde and paraded past the moviegoer's nose — but also shamelessly, as when a naked woman points her breasts directly at the camera and shimmies.
Irredeemable, and yet the movie, written by Pete Goldfinger and Josh Stolberg, is too funny and the filmmaking too self-aware to be truly offensive. Acting as both producer and plot fulcrum, T. Director John Luessenhop works around them in this cheerfully derivative attempt to merge the epically ponderous L. The editing is Bourne-fast but mostly coherent, and the plot reversals no matter how flatly acted actually do surprise.