Paul Walker

Paul Walker & Wayne Kramer: 'I loved the mobsters, man. I mean growing up as a kid it was cowboys and Indians and it was mobsters. I mean, that's an American childhood, you know?'

Guilty-pleasure action sequences...amped-up visuals and hearty, young stars...the problem is that the stilted dialogue and style-over-substance form seem instantly dated.

With its ballsy, bar-raising disregard of sense, this solid sequel mildly improves upon the original...summer movie camp 2 gleefully preposterous 2 be dismissed.

Primarily, Into the Blue displays plenty of priceless booty (and the treasure is impressive, too...).

Marshall sort of gets away with murder by walking the line of pitiless Antarctic cold and family-film warmth.

Kramer stokes kinetic energy and hard-R intensity...may amount to no more than a punch to the gut, but...it's all in bad fun.

Furious entertainment for a moment of 'populist rage.' But it’s hard to escape the feeling that Fast & Furious is more than a little…mechanical.