Dear Sweet Baby Jesus, can is just go ahead and be April 3
already? Everything that happens between now and when I can finally see
Furious 7 (or Fast 7, or The Fast and the Furious 7, or whatever the hell you want to call it
because I’ll be there no matter what the title is) is largely inconsequential.
And I mean everything. Just to tease me, they released this new IMAX trailer
and, well, yeah, I’ll just let you take a look, it speaks for itself.
The first four movies are fine (I have a special place in my
heart for 2 Fast, 2 Furious), but with Fast 5 they really started to up the ante, and they’re just blowing the
roof off the place with the latest chapter. (I can’t think of a more fitting
way to honor the legacy of the dearly departed Paul Walker than by with a
batshit crazy action movie.)
Seriously, over the years the crew of Dom (Vin Diesel),
Brian (Walker), and the rest have gone from a group of car enthusiasts to a squad
of highly trained tactical drivers who do things like parachute cars out of a
cargo plane. That’s a thing people do, right?
Seriously, are they commandos now? Now there’s an
armor-plated bus with remote control machine guns, which I can totally get
behind. And when you add Tony Jaa, Kurt Russell, Jason Statham, and a
long-simmering blood feud into the mix, I’m pretty sure they made this movie
just for me, because I have dreams like this. If it didn’t look so damn
awesome, I’d be concerned that they were monitoring my innermost thoughts and
mining my subconscious for movie ideas.
Did I mention that The Rock tears a cast off his arm then
goes crazy with a mini-gun? That happens too. I just giggled.
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