It is pretty difficult to envision an R-rated action-comedy more boring and drawn-out than “The Hitman’s Wife’s Bodyguard” despite all the ‘Guns Blazing Action Sequence” and “Car Chase.”
Once again, Samuel L. Jackson is the “Unkillable Assassin Darius Kincaid,” Salma Hayek as her swindler spouse Sonia Kincaid and Ryan Reynolds is an unlicensed executive protection agent Michael Bryce.
“The Hitman’s Wife’s Bodyguard” tosses this trio into a situation considerably more convoluted than is worth caring about.
The plot is fairly basic. Bryce (Reynolds) is presently seeking therapy to conquer his failings as an AAA-rated bodyguard. He’s quit any pretense of using firearms and avoids taking any jobs. On his psychiatrist’s advice, Bryce flies to Greece for enjoyment and recovery. Not long after, his peace is soon disturbed by Sonia Kincaid finding him amid a gunfight which he was entirely oblivious of. Sonia needed Bryce’s help to rescue her loving “Cucaracha,” who had been kidnapped by the mafia.
They soon tracked Darius but much to their surprise, the trio somehow wound up in the middle of an Interpol investigation. In exchange for their freedom, the Trio was asked to aid the investigation to capture an international terrorist Aristotle Papadopolous.
To be really honest, it’s a combo of a road trip and an attempt to beat the odds to stop a ticking bomb. There are some jokes and fighting, but it will wear you out toward the end.
Patrick Hughes resumes his sequel with Brandon Murphy, Phillip Murphy, and Tom O’Connor as screenwriters.
“The Hitman’s Wife’s Bodyguard” is kind of a James Bond movie that nobody wanted. The movie has picked the best actors and placed them in exotic locales, and has tossed them into a high-paced scenario that quickly shifts to next before you can even make some sense out of it.
The dilemma with “The Hitman’s Wife’s Bodyguard” is that it commits several sins that slaughter the drive. The jokes hit so quickly that there’s no chance to grin.
Sofia’s character had so much potential and should be the focus of the whole movie, but she’s reduced to a damsel in distress.
Salma’s presentation of Sofia is exceptional. Her relationship with Darius, which is packed with recurring jokes of their feverish sex life mixed with her sharp demeanor s the principal cause to watch The Hitman’s Wife’s Bodyguard. It ought to be her film, but it isn’t.