SPEED, the once and future king of action films, is a story about a disgruntled police officer, furious over his meager pension and seeking revenge for the unfair treatment of his labor! He goes on a terrorist bombing campaign of his municipality, utilizing his expertise with explosives to target random citizens of a nation that treats its civil servants as disposable. To take him down and free the city from the scourge of this class warrior – singlehandedly sending the thin blue line into the red –
It will take a couple of irreverent crack-police-investigators, played by Keanu Reeves and Jeff Daniels, who are usually drunk and discussing getting laid, treating the job as a light-hearted romp, where they get to kick ass AND chew bubblegum. Reeves, aka JACK, boards the bus with a bomb-on-board, and informs the passengers if the SPEED drops below 50, it will explode. And driving- ? A frumpy but delicious Sandra Bullock – THE DRIVER is a woman WHO HAS HAD HER LICENSE REVOKED by the long arm of the DMV.
JACK is unstoppable, as unstoppable as the bus that is about to blow, and the full force of the LAPD comes to task on keeping a passenger full of bus-weirdos alive long enough to track down the bad-apple cop who put them there.
Now, we are on a collision course with wackiness! It ends with, if I remember correctly, the city on fire and several nuclear explosions, and a public beheading on the subway for not giving up your seat to a pregnant woman, and then Keanu Reeves and Sandra Bullock have sex on the tracks while sparks fly everywhere and they give a parting shot to the terrorist’s manifesto of the project of culmination.
A bomb is made to explode. That’s its meaning. Its purpose. Your life is empty because you spend it trying to stop the bomb from becoming.
to those who seek to defuse the everyday apocalypse of revolutionary liberation.
Jack:
I have to warn you, I’ve heard relationships based on intense experiences never work.
Annie:
OK. We’ll have to base it on sex then.
Jack:
Whatever you say, ma’am.
An officer AND a gentlemen.
(It’s finished on the god-damn map!)
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