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A Strong Cast, An Intense Movie
Don Cheadle, Hugh Jackman, Halle Berry, and John Travolta star in this movie. Nice. Very nice. And what about the plot? It's there, and it's tight. This movie has an up front in your face style that doesn't let up for the entire length of the movie. You find yourself rooting for the bad guy because he's just so damn cool, but also rooting for Jackman's character because you want to see the good guy win. Riveting all the way to the end. Highly recommended.

A tour de force thriller!
If not the best picture into this category in this year, at least should be included among the three most representative ones.

Sparkling action with a lot of dynamism, clearly enrooted in the great tradition of the Noir films.

Watch it carefully, there are many riddles to solve and many rivers to cross. 100% entertainment. Wonderful locations, mesmerizing stunts, admirable special effects, a very clever plot and respectable cast obligates us to consider absolutely recommendable. Don' t miss it.



Counter-Terrorism a-Go-Go!
Or, Blowing [expletive!]* up in Defense of Liberty is no Vice.

Look: Stanley Jobson (Hugh Jackman, who has the greatest name in show biz) is an underemployed former uber-hacker who spent some time in the pen and squirms under the Mother of All Restraining Orders, forbidding him any quality time with his adorable little daughter, now the step-child of a California Porn-King (those Kali divorce courts, man, I tell ya!).

Given that he bats golfballs off the top of his stinky trailer, situated in what looks to be a combo nuclear waste-dump/oil refinery/Hellhole, it doesn't take Hugh a lotta thinkin' to consider hopping back on the Hackery Horse, especially when the offer is ONE-HUNDRED-THOUSAND Iron Men, just for a meeting with his prospective Boss, the mysterious Gabriel (John Travolta & a Moustache).

It doesn't hurt negotiations that Halle Berry (Ginger, but you knew that) shows up to do the, um, negotiating. Let's cut this short: Gabriel & his Moustachio want Jackman to dump a cyber-worm, a vicious little buggy program, into the cybernetic spine of a series of DEA bank accounts (you don't need to know), looting, raping, burning and pillaging about 10 billion bucks from Uncle Sam. Hugh lets his tappity-tapping fingers do the walking.

That's not really why you see "Swordfish", though: this sick, nihilistic little sliver of cinematic Jagermeister is, to me, Happiness Incarnate, a film I can watch a zillion times and love all the more.

Why? Because director Dominic Sena & Uber-Producer Joel Silver get it: I go to flicks because I want to see John Travolta (& freaky chin-stache) ripping out their SAW and taking down military black-ops guys while speeding down Wilshire Boulevard in a street-illegal Tuscan TVR-S. Yeah!

Because they know I want to see Halle Berry shimmy it down to a wire & a G-string, and mebbe a magazine, dropped at the best possible moment. Because I want to see [expletive!] blow up. Because I wanna see helicopters, and police troopers in riot gear, and villainous cigar-chomping US Senators (courtesy, thank you very much, of Sam Shephard, who chomps and plots with the best of them) and little nasty steel ball bearings ripping through all of God's Green Creation, because when I go to an action flick I wanna see action, dammit!

And because I wanna see Travolta in some weird Chin-Fu moustachio & a beret. Oh, and did I mention Travolta spends time a) kicking [naughty word] and b) taking names? And he really doesn't get around to taking names because he's totally swamped kicking [censored!]?

There's also a kind of admirable ethos at work here---to say any more would spoil your fun---and it's always a joy to see a little Termination, with Extreme Prejudice, employed in the service of God and Country.

Dominic Sena delivers: lots of [naughty word] blows up, Halle Berry lets it all hang out, Travolta tears around town in a bunch of exotics, smokes stogies, unloads whupa$$ with a fully-loaded-for-bear SAW, and spends quality time with his funky chin-moustachio. Oh, and someone gets bored enough to park a city bus atop an El A skyscraper.Catch and release in this stream, baby? Not a chance.

JSG

*once upon a time you could use adult language on Amazon. No longer. As a result, this review has been self-censored, and as such its Lame-O-Meter factor has increased by a [bleep] of a lot.

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