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Patrick LussierCâmara:
Brian PearsonMúsica:
Michael WandmacherElenco:
Nicolas Cage, Amber Heard, William Fichtner, Charlotte Ross, Billy Burke, David Morse, Tom Atkins, Pruitt Taylor Vince, Katy Mixon, Todd Farmer, Jack McGee (mais)Streaming (1)
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Nicolas Cage is Milton, a hardened felon who has broken out of hell for one last chance at redemption. Intent on stopping a vicious cult who murdered his daughter, he has three days to stop them before they sacrifice her baby beneath a full moon. He's joined by Piper (Amber Heard) – a young, sexy waitress who liberates her ex-boyfriend's cherry-red muscle car in order to help Milton. Now, the two of them are hot on the trail of the deadly leader of the cult, Jonah King (Billy Burke), who believes it is his destiny to use the baby to unleash hell on earth. But the bloodthirsty cult is the least of Milton's problems. The police are after him too. And worse, an enigmatic killer known only as "The Accountant" – who has been sent by the Devil to retrieve Milton and deliver him back to hell. With wicked cunning and hypnotic savagery, the Accountant will relentlessly pursue Milton at high speed across the country until his mission is accomplished. Fueled by high octane and pure rage, Milton must use his anger to go beyond all human limits to avenge his daughter’s murder, before his last chance at redemption is revoked. (Summit Entertainment)
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Três estrelas são demasiadas, mas duas seriam um mal-entendido da leveza que é a arma chave desta divertida brincadeira. Cage adora a premissa de Ghost Rider desde criança, e se só atuasse em filmes como este, seria feliz. Não se leva a sério, e já não leva a sério a sua filmografia. E desfruta. Destino Infernal é uma bobagem total que provavelmente não seria menos de uma bobagem total se fosse dirigida por alguém mais talentoso que Patrick Lussier (por exemplo, Rodriguez como parte da prenda da Grindhouse). É uma loucura que faz lembrar Perseguição Sem Tréguas, Constantine, Morrer em Las Vegas e Os Filhos da Terra 6 num saco de pipocas. A loucura é barata e «cheezy» mas com uma paródia de dúzia de clichés de género, com frases fixe e excelente Fichtner. Em que filme tão mau se podem encontrar tantos momentos memoráveis? Guilty Pleasure.
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To tell you the truth, I had a lot more fun that it could be considered appropriate. It’s not very often that we see a film that never makes it clear whether it should be taken seriously as whole, in part or not at all. I have the impression that Lussier told something different to each of the actors. Nicholas Cage acts comically but very seriously, Amber Head acts comically but dramatically, and William Fichtner is simply enjoying himself and is the only one who’s really cool. I don’t know if the film works the way its creators wanted, but regardless, I will judge it only based on the result, which was a pleasant surprise. The shootout in the motel and Fichtner in a CGI tank are so WTF that it’s impossible not to laugh. I’m not that far from a fourth star.
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The angry grandpa Nicolas Cage is decent, the blonde woman of action Amber Heard is too, and Fichtner's accountant deserves a monument. It becomes a tragedy when it's not the actors who carry the film, but the director, which is quite a mess given the fact that it was made primarily for 3D. This is because this whole ride comes down to terrible special effects, not much action, or even anything resembling a plot development. Audiences thus have a hard time dealing with all the boring parts. I went into it with no expectations, but after finishing it I find myself crying over the wasted potential. On paper (and with this cast) it was definitely there. Or have even solid B-movie directors died out in Hollywood?
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I've been getting quite tired of Nicolas Cage lately – he was a cold-hearted badass again. As to the movie... there was a lot of blood, again. I liked the beautiful cars though, and the truly gorgeous Amber Heard. Fichtner didn't disappoint... but yeah, nice... just not for Cage.
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If you acknowledge something as garbage it does not mean that it ceases to be garbage. I have never been able to appreciate this type of B-movie spectacle, except for very rare, atypical exceptions. Maybe it's because I demand a certain internal logic from a film and such mishmash usually resigns from logic with its screenplay. Drive Angry differs from the garbage that takes itself too seriously with a certain insight that it has, which is manifested via the overacting of the already below-average actors and its emphasis on B-movie clichés. But it's not clever and for example, Nicolas Cage's tragic expression differs minimally from his seriously intended creations. It doesn't have a good point in it and the interest that the director initially aroused in me was extinguished after less than fifteen minutes. Overall impression: 25%.
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It was Sunday night. I pulled a beer out of the fridge and decided to give the latest movie with my favorite Amber Heard a chance. It was supposed to be a B-movie thriller, where the recently unpredictable Nicolas Cage stole the lead role of a vengeful, murderous lunatic for himself. The air was thick with snappy lines, limbs and auto parts. Just watching Amber was great. Even William Fichtner smiled at me now and then and I began to feel quite satisfied. I don't remember much about the plot, but I know that earlier I was afraid it was going to be worse. It wasn’t.
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The worst B movie crap of the year, with an incredibly rough and absolutely unbelievable Nicolas Cage (where are those Con Air times), terribly cheap and bad visual effects, poor editing, and an incomprehensible plot. The film is essentially about shit. I give one point for William Fichtner's solid acting, who really gives his all, and for the charmingly expressive Amber Heard, she outshines her much more famous partner, who has been struggling a lot in recent times.
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