Like watching robots fight their way out in the Transformers series; one of the great pleasures of the new Fast& Furious movie is watching its cars steam their way through the streets of tokyo. Both are guilty pleasures, the kind of which, makes even a five year old guilty. There is no great acting here only loud and lousy action entertainment.
As one of the pioneer reviewers quipped about it in the cyberspace, "there is alot of car-orgasms, muscular-body-spasms, half-naked-babes-with-exposed-chasms" in this movie. Its fun, its clean, its goofy and more than anything else it knows what its doing. This series never takes itself too seriously and this applies to furious 7 as well.
Picking up a few days before the events of Tokyo Drift(3rd movie), the film features Jason Statham as a "British bad-a*" who’s out for revenge for the death of his brother at the hands of the crew.
Taking over the directors reigns from veteran Justin Lin, The conjuring fame James Wann does manage to recreate some spectacular looking action sequences albeit the scope of the movie remains cliched and the action, obligatory.
He and writer Chris Morgan pump up the level of drama over the already highly dramatic Fast& Furious 6, with lots of bonding and innumerable lectures on the importance of family over everything else. Michelle Rodriguez looks as gorgeous as ever in a long red gown. And boy, when the movie concentrates on Diesel and Paul Walker the film’s demised hero, the movie does manage to make your eyes wet.
"For Paul" they mentioned in the end credits. Indeed its a tribute well done.