In 2006, I was introduced to Crank. For those who don't know, the film series revolves around, essentially, Jason Statham as a hitman (because JASON FRIGGIN' STATHAM) named Chev Chelios doing the following and more:
- popping pills
- getting head while driving and having sex in public
- getting shocked by defibrillators to the point he starts flying
- beating the beejeezus out of people and
- getting adrenaline rushes unknown to most mortal men
|See what I mean?|
Sounds like a meth-induced clusterfuck, right?
I mean, in the first film's climax, Chelios, heart damaged and ramped up on every sort of adrenaline boost known to humanity, kills folks, has an air fight with the man who ordered him to be poisoned, kills said man while gun-fu'ing in midair, calls his girlfriend while falling through the Los Angeles skyline, leaves his girlfriend a message, finally collides with the concrete...and still ends living through it.
Yeah. So, if you're looking for an over-the-top action film that pulls no punches, you can't go wrong with the Crank series. Underneath the MAYUNNNNNN!!!! element, at its heart (pun intended), it has some pretty smart ideas that reconstruct the action movie badass trope while still deconstructing it. If you need any more reason to watch it, it features Jason Statham punching shit and driving cars (since, ya know, THE TRANSPORTER and such).