The Green Hornet
I have to say that Seth Rogen is extremely annoying, but if he’s the buffoon egotistic sidekick, I don’t think I mind. The action scenes are a bit chaotic, but there’s some stylish ones that take the cake.
Yeah, The Green Hornet is not the hero on his own film. Kato it. That’s the easiest way to solve the morale conundrum, eat shit, The Lone Ranger! I have to say it takes balls to write yourself out of your own starring role, or Seth Rogen is just a lazy bum.
Nepo Baby Playboy Brett Ratner or whatever is bored from banging every chick that moves, until his father dies and his cappuccino is shit. After hanging out with a working class person, he concocts some harebrained schemes to raise in the crime ranks by pretending to be evil, which is as stupid as it sounds.
The bossman and the employee “team up” to fight crime while pretending to be evil, but just like any imbalanced relationship, the boss has a very inflated view of his own contribution to the project.
They are helped by Lenore, another working class person who smiles to the boss and politely rebukes his advances, while thinking he is a complete asswipe, an absolute twat. She is more interested in her co-worker.
The villain is an Eastern European with an unpronounceable name in a mid-life crisis, where he gets disrespected by everyone, and decides to dress up in garish clothes to impress the kids. Once he moves on from looking like an uncle to murdering people with his twin-Desert Eagles soldered together, most people are deferential enough.
This is my place for ramblings about sequences of images that exploit the human visual limitation know as persistence of vision.