Beverly Hills Cop: Axel F

Beverly Hills Cop: Axel F is another magic trick that shows it takes the right alchemy to make something flourish, even if it takes years of experiments to determine the right combination.

What made the first two so successful — Beverly Hills Cop III is not canon in my world — is that they also functioned as delivery systems for Murphy’s charms as a total ham willing to freak out or speak in a parade of goofy voices for the sake of getting a laugh. Axel F does that too, but more than anything, it’s a reminder of how fun it can be to watch a Beverly Hills Cop movie.

“Axel F” is the very definition of passable, comfort-viewing, nostalgia-tinged entertainment. It’s a good-looking film, and it’s wonderful to see Eddie Murphy returning to one of his signature roles and pumping it back to life after he sleep-walked through “Cop III.” It’s just a shame they got the band together after three decades, only to have them perform by-the-book renditions of the same old songs.

Murphy reminds us, albeit at a lower temperature, what caused so many heads to laugh themselves off shoulders during his pomp.

Despite Mr. Molloy’s tapping into his inner Michael Mann and turning Wilshire Boulevard into a scene from “Heat,” there are scattered human moments in “Alex F,” thanks largely to Mr. Murphy, who has always been a provocateur capable of tenderness.

This is a movie that doesn’t just heart the Eighties. It actually wishes it still were the Eighties, casting a fond glance to a simpler, more star-driven blockbuster era. Two hours later, however, and the thrill of getting this particular banana in your tailpipe feels like the most distant of memories.

If the spectacle of a film high-fiving itself from across the decades makes you feel physically nauseous, and one that opts for minor variations on a tried-and-tested formula over doing and saying something, anything even vaguely interesting, then hop into your busted blue Chevy Nova, hightail it past the Beverly Hills city limits and never look back.

Classic movie, feel nostalgic and the story is good Eddie murphy still a funny guy

The movie wasn't bad. I thought I'd dislike, because of the old music, but the story was actually ok. Decent action, decent joking. A bit disjointed, and Eddie Murphy can't carry a movie any more, but it was entertaining enough we'd say: "go ahead and watch it, but don't stay up too late."

This is an A typical Netflix film. It's good enough to keep you watching but nothing really of enough substance to make you want to watch again. They did their best to bring back all the nostalgia of the former movies of the franchise. Pretty much the whole cast made an appearance at some point in the movie, from: old Bus Boys, Huey Lewis and the News songs, along with newer Hip-Hop songs are all here. It is like this movie was produced in a board room with a bunch of bullet points to include in the movie. All in all a serviceable movie with a few chuckles here and there and a script that looks like someone from the Hallmark channel wrote but it is worth watching if you are a fan of the previous installments.

Not an easy watch. Boring reused plot, tired script and pretty forgettable acting. Credit where credit is due Taylour Paige did have a good performance with little that she was given to work with. Sound track was nostalgic for the first 15 minutes and then becomes annoying and jarring.

In the words of Jim Carrey's How the Grinch Stole Christmas- Hate, Hate, Hate, Hate... Double Hate... LOATH ENTIRELY!!!!