8.4
I’m not going to lie… I was worried about this one. The original “Twister” was lightning in a bottle. In the midst of the late 90’s renaissance of insane action films (The Rock, Con Air, Face/Off, etc.) , it was the perfect concoction of chaos. Yet, here we are…
Glen Powell can really do no wrong at this point. There’s a genuine likeability factor at play that’s hard to fake. The combination of Zac Efron’s looks and Tom Cruise’s love of the cinema and both of their dedication to the craft of filmmaking. He’s at the height of his powers here, and is so damn perfect in this role. Daisy Edgar-Jones as the co-headliner was a surprisingly powerful pick. In the first act, I had my doubts, as the story takes a bit to get going and for the characters to fully open up. But when they do, both Powell and Edgar-Jones are the only ones you can see playing these parts by the time the credits roll. Their chemistry is just the right amounts of mutual respect and mutual sass. They’re a reincarnation of the couple we all fell in love with in Helen Hunt and Bill Paxton. The bridge between the second and third act is a gear I didn’t think either of them had as performers, and brough a weight and depth to the film I did not expect.
Thank God they included a “Suck Zone” reference. It wouldn’t have been a Twister film without it and would have been an enormous slight to the legendary Philip Seymour Hoffman.
Personally, I could have done without the Faster Horses level of bro country in the soundtrack, but that was small potatoes overall. The beauty and the sheer scale of this film is meant to be seen on the largest screen with the loudest sound system possible. Summer spectacle at its finest! Bravo!
Brett Garten, Movie Extraordinare 