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Review by Harvey Karten
2½ stars out of 4
Life follows art in one way that most viewers of "The
Rundown" are probably not aware. While the production team
scouted in and about the Brazilian Amazon city of Manaus, they
were held up by armed bandits, lost their money and cameras
and equipment, and could have lost their lives if the local guides
did not successfully plead for the safe release of the group. In
Peter Berg's movie, shot in Hawaii and written by R.J. Stewart
and James Vanderbilt from a story by R.J. Stewart, a father
offers a tidy sum a ransom, if you will to a tough guy with an
interest in Italian cooking. "Bring back my son from the Amazon
jungles of Brazil," he suggests, "and I'll ove look your debt to
me, give you a restaurant, and throw in "250 large." That could
buy quite a few cruzeiros, money that Beck (The Rock) could
use, though he discovers that the young man who is the object
of the search, Travis (Seann William Scott), is out to find a
treasure worth quite a bit more. In a story that could have been
inspired by the Indiana Jones sub-genre, Travis seeks a
treasure which in some mysterious way not precisely explained,
would free the Indians from servitude to the mines owned by the
imperialistic Hatcher (Christopher Walken).
Taking the final leg of his trip in a one-engine plane run by
Declan (Ewen Bremner from "Trainspotting"), Beck finds the kid
easily enough, but handcuffing him and ordering him into a truck
that would lead to the runway and a return to the States is not
so easy. Travis does not want to return nor should he be
forced to, considering that he is not a minor subject to his dad's
rule nor is Hatcher willing to release the lad from the area given
the boy's knowledge of the hidden treasure that Hatcher could
fence for millions.
Many of the adventures that the two run into on their way north
include conflicts with their human enemies, with hostile
monkeys baring animatronic teeth, and most of all with nature in
the form of explosive methane gas, landslides, and water. A
good deal of the picture is taken up with fights usually won by
Beck, including the night-club knocking out of an entire pro
football defensive line which came to the defense of a fellow
who is owed a gambling debt, a setback in which Beck is
knocked out not by people but by a fruit offered to him by the
local barkeep, Mariana (Rosario Dawson), and a humiliating
series of knockdowns at the hands and feet of an Indian kick-
boxer who barely comes up to Beck's chest and tips the scales
at maybe half of what The Rock might weigh.
The highlight, a expected, is Sean William Scott in the role of
Travis, a performance not entirely different from his wise-ass
guise in the American Pie trilogy though in the jungles he has a
four-day beard which seems not to grow even while handcuffed
and presumably unable to use a razor. The movie sticks to the
summer formula, coming alive principally when Scott issues his
bon mots though of less interest during the dizzying fast-editing
so endemic to films involving hard physical conflict.
Copyright © 2003 Harvey Karten
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