Equalizer 2 (2018)

The napkin folding, side-eye hurling book-beast Robert McCall is back, and this time he’s got a beard and a fucking harpoon.

Let’s get right to the cut. Equalizer 2 is a great action film. It continues in the same vein as the first movie, delivering high octane, emotionally fuelled action sequences.

There are cute bits. Funny bits. And even a few emotional bits. All boxes ticked.

For me, Equalizer 2 is on-par with the original – and that’s saying something because I fucking loved that film. In The Equalizer, director Antoine Fuqua (Training Day, Southpaw) built the value of the main character, Robert McCall, expertly, but the ‘good-guy’ supporting cast was a bit patchy (think back to the corny scenes with the fat guy and his crisp sandwiches. No-one really gave a fuck about his cholesterol or his fireman entry exam, did they?).

In Equalizer 2, the bad-guys don’t carry the same weight or individual menace, but the good-guy cast is more interesting, developed and compelling – and that adds weight to their plight.

Ashton Sanders put in an impressive performance as Robert’s new flawed protege, Miles (note: I had no idea who he was until I Googled him. Apparently he’s the main guy out of Moonlight — which is now firmly on my to-watch list).

Unexpectedly, we momentarily delved  into the kid’s darker side, showing his seamless and unapologetic involvement with a local drug-gang – which forced the two main protagonists to (literally) butt heads. A welcome break from the slightly jarring ‘they just need an arm around them’ trope that ever-so-slightly undermined the last film.

That extra depth prevented the slightly stodgy middle-section of the film from losing the audience.

Summary:

I won’t give anything away about the plot – other than to say that a bunch of justice gets meted out. Denzel cuts some bastards up with quick, backhanded knife slashes and there’s a scene where he jogs backwards, pointing his fingers like guns grinning like a lunatic.

Also, kudos to Lyft for working in about 387 mentions of their second-string taxi service into the film. VERY FUCKING SUBTLE.

Rating:

*****

Five throat stabbings out of five. Would stab again.

 

 

 

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