Some
films are so good, to even attempt any kind of a sequel lessens the quality and
impact of the original. Even more so, there
are those franchises that methodically reach new heights of awfulness and overplay
that you wish they would just stop and let the chronology die, “hard” if
necessary. This is the case with this fifth, and prayerfully final
installment of the saga which chronicles the misadventures of the most unlucky
and nearly indestructible cop, John McClane.
This go round it is a family affair. Where Die Hard was, in my
opinion, a modern cinematic classic, redefined the action film, and single
handily launched Bruce Willis' career into super stardom, the following films
simply prove that Hollywood will do anything to keep what they perceive is a
moneymaker alive, even if that means diluting the concept to a point of outright
silliness and absurdity. This movie demonstrates that unfortunate truth
in sheer volume with effects so overdone they feel and look utterly false.
As far as acting, if Willis' had phoned in his performance any more so,
it would have reduced this flick to a Verizon commercial. Jai Courtney,
who plays Son of McClane, is possibly the worst actor to have ever graced the
silver screen, his portrayal is so stale, I have seen croutons with more flavor
and appearance. The remaining cast fares little better. The villains were apparently only entertaining
to director John Moore as was the story, both were boring, unrealistic, and
outright goofy at best. Moore has a pretty solid resume including one of
my favorite Sci Fi features, Pitch Black. So this was a real
disappointment. 0 out of 5 Kernels: Please let this series die already,
I have been forced to mourn the originality and excitement of the first four
times now.
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