By Rick Kisonak | February 15, 2012

One of the things you learn in the course of nearly thirty years as a film critic is that there truly is no accounting for taste. You realize this is the case, for example, when some helpful citizen takes the time to write a letter to your newspaper to explain the flaws in one of your reviews. When I read these, I’m almost always amazed by the level of outrage in their tone. You’d think I’d committed a crime against society and not just panned a performance. Some people need to cut back on the caffeine.

More to the point, you realize there’s no accounting for taste when you see a film that reeks to the heavens and then read reviews by apparently sane, fully functioning journalists who sing its praises. A case in point: Safe House. Now this is by every standard conceivable a fetid, derivative misappropriation of talent in my book and yet I open up the New York Times and learn that it is in fact a “tense, tough, visceral action movie.” The L.A. Times informs me that it’s a “take-no-prisoners action extravaganza” which is “unmistakably stylish and unsettling.” Nonetheless, I somehow believe mistakes have been made.

Lots of them. The biggest being Denzel Washington’s decision to take part in this tedious travesty. He is far too good for this project. Which isn’t saying all that much. Vin Diesel would have been far too good for this project, a mindless recycling of tropes and motifs from the Bourne series.

Washington stars as Tobin Frost, yet another misunderstood CIA operative who has “gone rogue.” He’s been “off the reservation,” we’re told, for roughly a decade and is accused of selling classified information to America’s enemies. Like Jason Bourne, he’s always a step ahead of his pursuers and evidently unkillable. If the two characters got into a fight, it occurred to me, it would theoretically go on forever.

But I digress. As the movie opens, we find Frost in Cape Town and quickly realize he’s being pursued by a small army of heavily armed thugs. There is much running. There is much shooting. There is much crashing of cars. Miraculously, however, he makes his way safely to the U.S. embassy at which point he’s sequestered in a safe house and left in the custody of a rookie agent named Matt Weston. Ryan Reynolds costars and, while he’s hardly believable as a lethal spook, it’s nice to see him in something besides green tights.

No sooner does his guest arrive than all hell breaks loose as the same army of thugs breaks in forcing the greenhorn to take to the streets with the international man of mystery in tow. There is more running. There is more shooting. There is more crashing of cars. And I don’t mean for the next few minutes. I mean for the rest of the film.

Gradually it becomes clear that Safe House is not really a movie at all. There’s no story to speak of, just a hackneyed premise: A spy in possession of a mysterious file is pursued by shadowy forces. There certainly aren’t any surprises. There’s no character development, no attempt at quality dialogue. Safe House doesn’t have three acts; It’s just one long chase scene with lots of fights interspersed through it.

I’m not kidding. It’s like someone took all the action footage from the Bourne films and edited it together without rhyme or reason. Fights in tight spaces? Check. Chases across rooftops? Check. Langley brass with questionable motives pulling strings from a faraway control room filled with computers and giant screens? Check. Genuine adrenalin-pumping intrigue? Forget about it.

The only characters who aren’t clichés are cartoons and there isn’t a development the audience can’t see coming. If there’s an iota of artistry or originality within a mile of this mess, fledgling writer David Guggenheim and director Daniel Espinosa, here making his Hollywood debut, succeed in keeping it top secret. Why would pros like Washington, Brendan Gleeson, Vera Farmiga, Ruben Blades and Sam Shepard waste their time? Taste isn’t the only thing there’s no accounting for.

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  1. 3guys1movie says:

    Nice review Rick. Looks like we can stear clear of this film. I hope Denzel does not start mailing it in like De Niro. Your description of receving hate mail regarding reviews cracked me up.

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