Fun, exciting road movie with wonderful chemistry between Eastwood and Bridges. Cimino's direction is firm, as is the script that delivers a gallery of people as freaked out as the protagonist duo. It is a little flawed in making the bank robbery that is very fast paced, but even so the film delivers a final result that satisfies the viewer.
There is nothing worse than completing a trilogy and eventually creating a gigantic inconclusive movie. So much hurriedly, without explanation and debunking the previous chapter. The central trio has talented actors who don't impose themselves because of so many inconsistencies in a lazy screenplay that invents a situation to drag the film ever further into mediocrity. Star Wars deserves so much more than that, The Mandalorian and Rogue One are there to prove it.
It starts off well, has an orange-like look that evokes a modern western and creates an aura of enormous tension from Frank Grillo's imposing presence as a villain. However, the tangle of clichés, the heavy direction, and the anticlimatic ending weaken the film more and more.
Will Smith puts aside his clowning histrionice and surprises with an efficient and charismatic performance that shows he can go much further. Choppy action scenes and a script that values the character's intelligence make this movie one of the biggest exponents of its kind in the decade.
There is no better excuse for this movie than Tony Scott wanting to play Scorsese in a disposable, cliché and uninvolved thriller by recycling much more inspired DeNiro's earlier moments. A narrative mess that doesn't decide whether to turn into a serious drama or an unsettling thriller wasting a talented cast that gets increasingly lost with so many inconsistencies.