Really, sometimes I should just go to bed rather than watching a movie, especially when limited to Netflix Instant Play. Con Air seems to be one of the early Bruckheimer films (his first venture as a lone executive producer) that unashamedly shows mindless action with muscly guys fighting, punching, and blowing random things up. In that sense akin to the Transformer films, the film has terrible acting, cheesy lines, meaningless cutaways, and a mind-numbingly ridiculous plot. Nicolas Cage takes the lead role as a quiet prisoner about to start his first day on parole with a full plane of convicts that succeed in hijacking the plane. Destruction and killing ensues as Cage (playing the docile, yet powerful character Poe) gets caught up in the mess trying to be the secret hero. In addition to the fact that everyone looks like they had last minute steroids, everyone plays incredibly stereotypical roles - the black power militant, the nancy, the witty-yet-fearmongering leader, the man so dangerous he has to have one of those Hannibal Lector face things, and of course, the stupid-beyond all reason meathead. Besides the sound technical profiency of Con Air, this film was a late-nineties action superflick with little to no merit.
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2/22/2010
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