Michael Bryce is pulled back into a wild, deadly race against
time by Sonia, the unstable wife of hitman Darius Kincaid.
I didn't have very high hopes for The Hitman's Wife's Bodyguard. The trailer looked like a rehash of the first film and the reviews were abysmal. I can see why some critics would despise it. Most of the laughs come from over-the-top swearing and ridiculous insults. The thing is, though, I like that kind of comedy. Giving Salma Hayek a bigger role was a smart move, and casting Antonio Banderas as a knockoff Bond villain was inspired. But casting Morgan Freeman as Ryan Reynolds' surprise father? Oh boy, was that a great source of laughter. This sequel was a joy from start to finish because it knew exactly what kind of film it was and it didn't shy away from anything.
Michael Bryce (Reynolds) is on sabbatical, having lost his bodyguarding license after the events of the first film. Feeling depressed and uncertain, he's pulled back into the wringer by Sonia (Hayek), the crazy wife of hitman Darius Kincaid (Jackson), who has been captured by the mob. Of course, the three of them coming together coincides with a Greek billionaire's (Banderas) plot to destroy Europe and make Greece great again, and Interpol uses Bryce and the Kincaids to stop him. There's some great moments among the three leads, and once again some fantastic action set pieces.
Forget the rampant negative reviews. Those tightasses forgot how to enjoy themselves at the movies a long time ago. Films like this are mindless popcorn fun, and there's nothing wrong with that. Like I said in my review for the first film, the end result should always be entertainment. In this case, it worked.