Réalisation:
Doug LimanPhotographie:
Henry BrahamMusique:
Christophe BeckActeurs·trices:
Jake Gyllenhaal, Daniela Melchior, Conor McGregor, Billy Magnussen, Jessica Williams, Lukas Gage, Darren Barnet, Post Malone, JD Pardo (plus)VOD (4)
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In this adrenaline-fueled reimagining of the 80s cult classic, ex-UFC fighter Dalton (Jake Gyllenhaal) takes a job as a bouncer at a Florida Keys roadhouse, only to discover that this paradise is not all it seems. (Prime Video)
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Le Road House original, j'adore. Dépouillons-le maintenant de son charme des années 80, de son sex-appeal, de sa philosophie du combat et de sa brutalité, remplaçons son exubérance insouciante et magique par une exubérance raisonnée, et remplaçons ses effets spéciaux pratiques par des effets numériques dégueu, et nous voici avec le nouveau Road House. Le fait que ce film ait eu une audience énorme montre à quel point les spectateurs actuels manquent de divertissements masculins. Je suis preneur, mais je veux aussi qu'ils soient bons et fun !
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Baigné par le soleil de Floride, Road House est un film à la noix très divertissant et bourré de testostérone, avec un Jake Gyllenhaal au casting surprenant qui signe une nouvelle fois une belle performance. Doug Liman aide Joel Silver à mettre à jour son classique des années 80 en le revêtant de l’attirail dynamique des clips musicaux avec des bagarres physiquement intenses, mais toujours avec le détachement d’un divertissement domestique en VOD peu exigeant. Le nouveau Road House contient une seule scène qui fonctionne sur le plan psychologique (un dialogue dans un bar qui évoque le traumatisme du personnage principal) et s’apparente davantage à une comédie punk énergique qu’à un drame. Le personnage le plus drôle est le principal antagoniste de Gyllenhaal, la machine de combat ultime Conor McGregor, qui incarne de manière comique l’arrogance machiste sans cervelle avec une fureur effrénée. Une invitation à rejoindre l’équipe de Fast and Furious lui est assurée après ces débuts marquants sur grand écran.
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Retard House and McGregor, walking like he’s got an empty Guinness bottle shoved up his anus, reigning as the king of his inmates. Thanks to the Florida climate and a bit of perspective, it’s somewhat bearable, but as soon as Dalton, with a Nobel Peace Prize in his shirt pocket, is cornered, the dumb action combined with the tragically comical CGI of Doug Liman's annoying guest gets tossed out the front door. After that, it just rolls around in the dust outside, in front of the mindrest of a Guilty Pleasure. However, it can’t desecrate the original B-movie adventure with bouncer Swayze, as even that was a fourth-rate establishment.
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A nice action romp like in the old days. I haven't seen the original, so I'm not comparing, but I enjoyed it very much. Jake Gyllenhaal prepared really for the role, playing a big and likeable guy who comes to Florida to work as a bouncer in a famous bar with a problematic clientele. I used to work at a bar so I liked, and the setting of sunny Florida with all the Hawaiian shirts was top notch, I could totally see myself there, in fact the only thing missing was proper babes. I was surprised by the humour, some one-liners were very good (the guy with the broken arm was very cool). The film is spiced up nicely by the casting of Conor McGregor, who downright relishes his role as a psychopathic madman, and I wouldn't mind seeing him more often in similarly iconic villain roles. The fights are without editing, they're nicely gritty, and even if slightly digital, still very cool. I like this kind of movies, I had fun, I wasn't bored, this is a properly manly and light-hearted film in a nice setting. They could release genre films like this on stream more often. 7/10.
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Eighties classics, Jake Gyllenhaal on top form a solid cast, Doug Liman behind the camera, and Prime Video as a streaming service that goes toe-to-toe with these guys... the result? Well, let's just say it fell short of expectations. The new Road House is a film whose makers seem to have misunderstood the magic of straight-up 80s action movies and trip over their own feet. Overlong, with a dysfunctional hero who smiles and looks like the nicest guy in Florida the whole time, at least, but we know the trauma is in there somewhere... it's just that since we know it, there's no need to wait a hundred minutes for it to be resolved. And in between, we spend time with boring side characters who are just as goofy as in the original, only here they're god knows why give more space to talk about their life's hurts. And there's a hell of a lot of music playing to go with it, and they're staring dreamily into the stupid. All that delays the fights – though maybe that's not such a big deal. Gyllenhaal's getting his kicks, Conor McGregor enjoys his madman, and the rest of the male cast is just there to get smacked around, and Daniela Melchior is there to give the bouncer a disingenuous bashing. That's okay. But the way Liman conceptualizes the action scenes, the bullshit he comes up with with the camera, and how vehemently he tries to be different and innovative, only to have it usually blow up in his face (it's really not very pretty to look at) is the final nail in the coffin of disappointment. The new Road House doesn't actually do downright well at practically anything. It does something average, something slightly above average, but most of the time it's just completely off. And boring at that.
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