I couldn’t watch late night, or daytime (in-between the PBS station that captivates my grandchildren) television in the past few weeks without seeing the handsome Denzel Washington on set plugging his latest new movie. And that other guy….Ryan Reynolds, too. Both actors star in a CIA conspiracy-thriller billed as one of the greatest action-packed suspense movies of its time.
So… on opening day I ran to my nearest theater to catch the matinee I saw Jay Leno dub as an “edge-of-your-seat” action spy story, Safe House.
Despite my affinity for Jay Leno, “Don’t believe everything you hear,” is what I have to say. Don’t get me wrong. I L-O-V-E action flicks. Suspense. Political-thrillers. Even some “necessary” violence. But this picture? If you MUST see it, I’d say, “save it for DVD…or Blue Ray,” or whatever it’s called now.
The HUGE body count is just too many to be believable. And you don't have too long to wait before another shoot-out, car chase, stabbing, explosion, bludgeoning or face-kick comes along. And, of course, the stars only end up with a minor scratch or two on their cute little mugs. But they do leave behind a trail of dead bodies, cars wrecked beyond recognition, with CIA and FBI big-wigs and local law enforcement scratching their heads in disbelief. Duh.
Denzel (yes, we’re now on a first-name basis), as usual, plays his cool self and does it well. However, Reynolds? He seems so unaffected and barely changes his facial expressions.
And another thing. I know the picture screens are getting clearer and sharper, but I wish someone would tell Ryan Reynolds to wax his nose. No. I don’t mean his nose-hairs, but the hairs ON his nose. I couldn’t help but notice the peach-fuzz on his face shining in all those close-ups. Am I being too “picky” (no pun intended)?