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"Extreme Ops" Reviewed by Carlos deVillalvilla (Click on the images to see larger versions and credits.)
OK, I admit it. I’m turning into my dad. When it
comes to extreme sports, I am a complete curmudgeon. I
find little in skateboarding, wakeboarding,
snowboarding or any other boarding you care to name
that is worth exploring. In fact, the whole extreme
sports lifestyle seems to be a celebration of ego and
immediate self-gratification. It’s adrenaline junkies
extending a hearty middle finger to the rest of the
world in search of bigger, badder thrills.
So like any phenomenon, Hollywood recognizes that
there will be a built-in audience for any film
celebrating it. ''Extreme Ops'' takes a group of extreme
sports stars – the nerdy Will (Devon Sawa), the studly
Silo (Joe Absolom), the beautiful Chloe (Bridgette
Wilson) and the rambunctious Kitty (Jana Pallaske) to
a remote Alpine lodge under construction for the
filming of a commercial for Japanese television. The
director, Ian (Rufus Sewell) winds up being something
of a babysitter for his discipline-challenged
charges.
Of course, there is also a real bad guy hanging out
there, a Serbian terrorist whom the world believes
dead, which suits him just fine because he’s planning
some major nastiness that depends on the world
believing that he’s dead. Now
comes the kid with a mini-cam capturing the
face of the terrorist on tape – and of course, the kid
doesn’t know this guy from Adam – and now the Big
Nasty Terrorists have some housecleaning to do.
Since these kids can’t fight, they choose escape and
of course this leads to some ''to the extreme'' ski and
snowboard stunts as they try to get down the mountain.
However, there’s not much more to the movie than that.
When I go see a Bond picture or a clone (such as ''xXx''), I go for the action sequences, and ''Extreme Ops''
has several worth checking out. Unfortunately, the
poorly-written plot, the cardboard characterization,
the wooden acting and nonsensical leaps of logic took
turns irritating me and boring me. If it wasn’t for
the loud rock soundtrack, I’d have probably caught a
nice nap.
I’m sure there are pimply-faced teens out there who
pumped their fist and screamed ''RAD-I-CAL'' in cracked
voices during some of the action scenes,
but even they were probably bored by the rest of this
steaming heap of cinematic dung. For the discerning
action film fan, try ''xXx'' or any Bond film for your
adrenaline fix. For the rest of us, please don’t step
in the ''Extreme Ops,'' you might get it on your shoes.
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