Plane

It is all such gloriously smart stupidity that you cannot help but applaud everyone involved for sticking the landing.

While Plane is meant to be a disposable object, the marks of intelligent filmmaking will make it linger as a positive point of comparison against various irritatingly tongue-in-cheek, cartoonish action films of late.

If you go into it expecting nothing more than to enjoy watching a sweaty Butler manhandle some bad guys while Colter manhandles him, you’ll be more than satisfied with the ride Plane offers — a well-executed hunk of pulpy entertainment.

Consider this an entertaining popcorn movie to start the year off right, and as Gerard Butler actioners go, a solid mid-tier production.

Almost completely built out of clichés and corn, there’s very little in Plane that hasn’t been seen before, but it very rarely matters. Exciting without ever really thrilling, it’s an immovably solid actioner – a fun Friday night pizza movie packing a handful of relentlessly unfussy action scenes that deliver exactly what they promise.

Plane is as broadly sketched as its title. Puerto Rico doubles here for Philippines, and most of the story elements, too, feel like they’re stand-ins for basic plot conventions.

Plane is, in essence, the Frontier Airlines of action films: It’s cut-rate to a fault, makes you endure a lot of unpleasantness on the way to its final destination, and still leaves you with the distinct feeling that you didn’t even get what you paid for.

Very successful action film of the classic kind. There is a suspense curve, the story is reasonably logical and the protagonists are believable. You can watch it with friends and beer at the weekend.

Gerard Butler returns to what he does best: an action thriller where logic takes a back seat. The Pilot doesn’t aim for realism, nor does it need to. It’s full of impossible scenes and over-the-top moments, but it delivers on its promise: keeping you engaged for nearly two hours with a brisk pace and plenty of intense **** real strength lies in Butler, once again proving why he still works so well as an old-school action hero. Alongside him, Mike Colter brings the solidity needed to keep things interesting, even when the script leans on clichés we’ve seen countless times. Their chemistry elevates material that, in other hands, might have felt much flatter.Jean-François Richet directs with fast, straightforward action and no unnecessary frills. Some situations may resolve a bit too easily, but the narrative pulse is strong enough to never lose the viewer. At times, it recalls those 1980s video-club action flicks, where spectacle mattered more than credibility.This isn’t about deep twists or innovation. The Pilot is “fast food” cinema: quick, straightforward, easy to forget, but effective at what it offers. Explosions, fights, and suspense, with plenty of room for uncomplicated fun.Ultimately, it may not leave a lasting mark or change perceptions of the genre, but it delivers what it sets out to: escapism and action, Butler-style. And in that sense, it works perfectly.

(Mauro Lanari) Perhaps coadiuvated more by Fuqua than by Snyder, Butler has been able to carve out a personal tipology of action hero, that of the self-made man socially coming from below with a beard and sweaty tshirt, far from the irony of Willis and Schwarzy as from Vin Diesiel's coarseness. While Bruce dueted with Mrs. McLane, Gerard is obsessed with the inevitable vapid scene of the family father. At the moment his film career is on the wane but, rather than seeing him go from the testimonial of L'Oréal shaving foam and U-Power work shoes to luxury products such as Festina **** better that he self-produce in a film with few pretensions, concise and of ordinary quality in the only role that suits him.

It's your average, simplistic, situational movie that features little action and mostly is just a lot of talking and walking. This should have been a lot more entertaining than it was.

Mostly pointless with poor acting! Butler is a captain come mercenary??? Must do better!