Review - Transporter 2

Grade: 4/5

Remember the first Transporter? The one with Shu Qi, the lady who endos off the movie in horribly-accented English: "He's a bastard, but he's still my father." Shu Qi's no longer in the sequel, but Jason Statham is back as Frank, the ueber-cool guy who fends off his enemies with all those intelligent-yet-impossible moves you remember from the first movie.

This time, it's crazier, more absurd, more action-packed and yet so much more engaging. Frank Miller's so slick, he can drive his car off a ramp at the harbour, do a 360 degree flip with such precision that the crane hook scrapes the bomb planted on the bottom of the car seconds before it explodes, then lands the car on the ground with nary a scratch.

But it's fun. And humourous. The villain stereotypes may be overplayed, the Russian femme fatale may have been extremely corny, but somehow, when you suspend your disbelief enough, the movie's so well-paced and entertaining you hardly get a moment where you're bored.

In this sequel, Frank finds himself breaking his own rules (as usual). The story begins with Frank being a chauffer of a rich family's kid (not his usual idea of 'transport') and eventually gets emotionally connected with the family. Somewhere along the way, he finds himself in action again, as he ended up making a promise to the kid to keep him safe.

All things break loose when the kid got kidnapped and the true plans of the villians was slowly unfurled - they were going to spread a bio-engineered virus and release it in a drug-enforcement gala event.

The plot's absurd indeed. But suspend your disbelief, enjoy the ride and you'll be entertained.