Bad Boys: Ride or Die Review

The fourth entry in the "Bad Boys" series, "Ride or Die," is more or less as fun as the previous film "Bad Boys For Life," and yes, I'm ignoring the silly subtitling. What it lacks in purpose is it more than makes up for it by being a breezy comedic action thriller- I laughed thrice out loud, twice was even at the same joke, and no, I'm not gonna spoil the punchlines.

It helps that my screening was in a relatively packed theater, a lively bunch who busted out giggling constantly. It's not that funny, but it does give good reason as to the whole point of theaters, streaming be damned!

Both Will Smith and Martin Lawrence return, as detectives Mike and Marcus respectively, and despite both pushing sixty, they handle the action scenes with both humor and conviction. It helps that the script by Chris Bremner and Will Beall, gives the actors an opportunity to suffer from the effects of aging; early on Marcus survives a heart attack at Mike's wedding to Christine (Melanie Liburd), and Mike suffers from panic attacks throughout the runtime. But don't worry, they still blow stuff up real good.

And that stuff being blown up succeeds at a technical level too: directors Adil El Arbi and Bilall Fallah return from the last picture, and they continue to find exciting ways to film the same old shootouts and car chases. Take one scene where our heroes, alongside Mike's illegitimate son Armando (Jacob Scipio), drive a stolen van after a hit is placed on them. The usual stuff right? But here, the Van catches on fire as it speeds down the streets, cops and gangs in pursuit. It might not make much sense (how does one see, for example), but in "Bad Boys: Ride or Die," questions like that only come up if you forget to leave your brain at the door. I left my brain at the door.

The detectives are working to unframe their late captain Howard (played by the very-much alive Joe Pantoliano), who was working to figure out who "from the top" was working with the cartel. But plotting in a film like this only exists to setup the next big action scene, culminating in a finale inside an abandoned alligator theme park. I always love it when movies involve these reptiles, though I do knock the picture for not having anyone use the line "see you later, alligator." I mean it was right there, come on!

What I can't get behind however brutality against women, where they exist either as a token character in a group (such as Vanessa Hudgens' Kelly) or as kidnap fodder (spoilers). Or, in one scene, unable to handle themselves, despite being a COP and having a GUN, against a man (spoilers, again). I'm not necessarily against cliches, but it's ones like this that are as easy and antiquated as they are wrong.

The narrative is filled with twists and turns but nothing comes as a surprise, and so the emotional core lies on the shoulders of Smith and Lawrence, who have some real nice moments of male bonding. I mean it happens betwixt barb after barb, but hey, boys will be boys.