Rush Hour 3Review by Steven D. Greydanus |
posted 8/10/2007
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Rush Hour 3 is a half-hour of brilliance, preceded by an hour of dreck.
That's a roughly comparable dreck-to-brilliance ratio to the first two Rush Hour movies, I guess, and par for the course for Jackie Chan's Hollywood films (and a fair number of his Asian ones). It's just that the earlier Rush Hour movies are hit-and-miss throughout, whereas Rush Hour 3 is basically non-stop missing for an hour, saving all its hits for the end.
Fans of Chan's unique brand of action comedy could almost—no, I actually recommend that they do—buy their tickets an hour or so after showtime and stroll in to catch the last third of the film. What with pre-show trailers and advertisements, you don't have to worry about missing any of the good stuff. And if you stick around for the end-credit outtakes, with the usual assortment of flubbed lines, botched stunts and horsing around, you'll probably see all you need from the first hour. Enough to piece together bits of the plot, such as it is, that might not be clear from the third act. Definitely enough to get a sense of the crudity of the first two acts, in case you had any doubts about the prudence of skipping them. That the outtakes are funnier than the rest of the film goes without saying.
Chris Tucker and Jackie Chan, back for their third act
Not that plot points are a major concern in a movie like Rush Hour 3, which is even more shapeless and haphazard than its predecessors. In the first two films, LAPD Dectective Carter (Chris Tucker) and Hong Kong Inspector Lee (Chan) took turns being the fish out of water: First Lee came to Carter's LA stomping grounds, then Carter went with Lee back to Hong Kong. Now the boys take their odd-couple buddy-movie schtick to Paris, so they can both be the fish out of water. (You would have figured this out from the climactic fight scene at the Eiffel Tower.)
Once again, Lee and Carter are on the trail of a mysterious crime lord in the Asian underworld called the Triads. Once again, a trusted, patrician Caucasian official—in this case Max von Sydow (yes, that Max von Sydow) as a French foreign minister and World Criminal Court leader—is ultimately revealed to be the big bad guy. What? That is not a spoiler. As soon as von Sydow appears onscreen with Chan, you think: trusted, patrician Caucasian official—clearly the bad guy. In Rush Hour 2 Carter actually formulated an on-screen rule about it: "Follow the rich white guy." They can't expect us to be surprised now.
Lee and Carter have to get out of all sorts of trouble
The opening scene, with Carter in uniform in the middle of a busy LA intersection, nominally directing traffic while in fact starring in his own imaginary music video while listening to headphones, sets the tone for much of the next hour. Eyes closed, hips gyrating, grabbing his crotch, Carter writhes amid traffic until the inevitable happens and he finds himself surrounded by a multi-vehicle accident. Unfazed, Carter zeroes in on a convertible with a pair of scantily clad, curvaceous motorists, whom he cuffs and drapes over the hood of their car, then tries to set up for a double date with himself and Lee. He even confiscates their licenses as collateral to ensure that they show up for their date. Are you laughing yet?
Carter has always been a loudmouthed, obnoxious walking libido, but he sinks to new lows here, I think, or maybe I just don't remember how low he got in the first two films. It was funny in the first film when Carter riffed on the notoriety of the LAPD: "We're the most hated cops in all the free world. My own mama's ashamed of me—she tells everybody I'm a drug dealer." In this film, even the drug dealers, not to mention the LAPD, would be ashamed of Carter, who surely goes the whole film without once thinking of his mother's shame.
Max Von Sydow as the bad guy … and that's NOT a spoiler
Lee's friend Consul Han (Tzi Ma) and his daughter Soo Yung (Jingchu Zhang) are back from the first film, in which then ten-year-old Soo Yung was kidnapped. This time Han runs afoul of the Triads by threatening to reveal the identity of their current leader. A sniper shoots him on the floor of the World Criminal Court, leading to the film's first action sequence as Jackie chases the sniper through the LA streets. It's energetic and has a few good moments, but nothing really special.