In order to distract from Vin Diesel’s cartoonish impersonation of an overinflated baby, and to compensate for the charisma vacuum left by the absence of Statham and The Rock, the levels of stupidity inherent in what is now apparently a saga have been pushed to a sensational level of absurdity where absolutely anything can and will happen. The net result being that nothing has any meaning any more in these films. Death has no meaning, bullets have no meaning, locks have no meaning, money has no meaning, physics has no meaning, morality has no meaning, geography has no meaning, the frailty of the human body as it bounces of a hard surface has no meaning. And when stripped of all meaning all you’re left with is an uncluttered, textureless morass of utter fucking moronicism.
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