Did the psych team at the LAPD ever pursue the possibility that Riggs wasn’t crazy but was merely suffering psychotic episodes due to the weight on his brain from that huge, feathery hairdo? I mean, he’s one pair of latex pants away from being lead singer in a metal band. But I digress, which, thankfully, is something “Lethal Weapon” (1987) never does. Mel Gibson and Danny Glover’s tightly constructed, opposites-attract buddy-cop flick became a blockbuster and spawned sloppy sequels thanks to their chemistry (Danny’s buttoned-down, Mel’s unwound) and the fact that it’s fast-paced and not overambitious with the plot twists.
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The “Scary Movie” franchise does such an effective job of mocking horror movie conventions, it’s hard to watch “The Dead Don’t Die” (2019) and feel like you haven’t heard these jokes before, because in some cases, you have. Adam Driver and Bill Murray are small-town cops confronted with a slow-motion zombie apocalypse. That’s because zombies walk slow (which is the kind of gag you might see in this movie) but also because the story kind of drags, like a corpse’s partially severed limb. It’s very close to being hilarious (especially Tilda Swinton’s scenes), but ends up too clever by half.
Honky male actors have been making mediocre action movies for years, so I see it as a sign of gender equality that Taraji P. Henson made the incredibly mediocre “Proud Mary” (2018). It’s got two hallmarks of mediocre action cinema: Good guys with 100 percent handgun accuracy versus bad guys with 2 percent accuracy, and the Law of Unlimited Bullets. The slapped-together plot has her assassin character trying to flee a crime family, save an orphan and survive a mob war she semi-accidentally started. The title hinted that Henson might try a spin on 1970s blaxploitation films. Disposability won out.
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