By Brian Rentschler

Short version: Ridiculously over the top, but still enjoyable.

I wasn’t sure what to think of this movie. At first, I was tempted to give it one star out of a possible five. After all, the movie has a very thin storyline. Most of the stunts revolve around events that are pure luck, physically impossible or both. The acting isn’t even that great. Amber Valletta does the best acting job in this movie; what does that tell you? Still, even after considering all the downsides to this movie, there was one simple fact that I couldn’t escape: I enjoyed the movie. Call it escapist, call it a guilty pleasure, whatever. I walked out of the theater remarking, “That was cool!” A little silly in spots? Yep. All the laws of physics violated during the action scenes? Oh yeah. Ridiculously over the top? Absolutely. But so help me, I enjoyed it.

I only saw part of the original Transporter, but I feel confident saying that it’s not necessary to see the original to enjoy the sequel. Frank Martin (played by Jason Statham) is still a driver, but now he lives in Miami, and he’s a driver/mentor to a little boy named Jack Billings (played by Hunter Clary). Jack happens to be the son of America’s newly-appointed drug czar, Jefferson Billings (played by Matthew Modine), but that’s where the good times end. Jefferson has had very little contact with his son, and his marriage to his wife Audrey (played by Amber Valletta) is seriously on the rocks. Luckily for Jack, he has Frank as a father figure. They’re bestest buddy pals. All together now: Awwwwww… Now here’s a tough pop quiz: What must inevitably happen when a butt-kicking tough guy with a heart of gold starts to bond with a little boy who’s like a son to him?

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