Cert: 15 Runtime: 107 mins Director: Robert Rodriguez Cast: Danny Trejo, Michelle Rodriguez, Jessica Alba, Mel Gibson, Sofia Vergara, Charlie Sheen, Lady Gaga, Mel Gibson and Antonio Banderas
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A few years back Robert Rodriguez and Quentin Tarantino introduced the world to Grind House, we got an awesome double feature from them. They were Planet Terror and Death Proof, in between the films we had one of trailers from the likes of Eli Roth, Edgar Wright and Rob Zombie. But Rodriguez made a trailer called Machete and then the rest was history I guess. Robert Rodriguez has annoyed me this year the delaying the release of Sin City: A Dame To Kill For. He focused more on the release of Machete Kills which is fine by me, but dammm roll on next summer so we can see it. So rant over, what is Machete Kills? the President of the United States (Charlie Sheen) recruits former Mexican Federale agent Machete (Danny Trejo) for a special mission. Arms dealing revolutionary Luther Voz (Mel Gibson) has a missile trained on Washington. The unstoppable one-man killing machine’s task is to hack his way south through Mexico and take down this madman. But Voz has his own army of super soldiers, including Madame Desdemona (Sofia Vergara) – whose deadly weapon has to be seen to be believed!
Machete Kills, for starters, makes the same error that almost cost its predecessor its credibility. The film begins with a “prevue” for Machete Kills Again…In Space, starring the likes of Danny Trejo, Michelle Rodriguez, Lady Gaga, Justin Bieber, and Leonardo DiCaprio (subject to change), which is presented with convincing film-grain, seventies-era cheapness, and pleasantly scuzzy picture quality. What follows is “our feature presentation,” which appears to be a grossly modern action epic starring big name actors (one of them is a pop singer for Christ’s sake) and clearly shot with high quality HD cameras only assisted by strong special effects work. No film grain, no popping sound, no fuzziness to the picture quality. Just the unsurprising clearness of audio and visuals we’ve grown accustomed to in 2013.
There is something I can’t deny and that’s the inanity of everything and everyone involved. Machete Kills is the rare film that can simply have fun with itself and that’s something I truly respect and did respect in the original film. Trejo’s tough-guy screen presence successfully carries over to the sequel, and the onslaught of actors such as the aforementioned females and other minor touches such as Mel Gibson and Cuba Gooding, Jr. provide for some much-needed smiles. It’s also pleasant to note how the film evades cynicism and disregards action movie conventions in favor of a truly unpredictable series of events. Consider an early sex scene between Miss San Antonio and Danny Trejo. During the foreplay, an on screen title card urges us (by flashing and repeatedly binging) to “put on our 3D glasses,” which we don’t have. After about ten seconds, the film’s image becomes blurry and incomprehensible thanks to the known reddish-bluish hue the retro 3D put on older films. This kind of humor is what keeps Machete Kills alive and well.