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RED 2 ~ Hilarious, Adventerous, and Fun!

Well, I couldn't help myself. I had to see 'RED 2' opening day. I absolutely adored the first one and, as I wrote about in a previous post, I was incredibly excited for the second one. This movie is fantastic! The whole gang is together again for another grand adventure.
If you liked the first 'RED' you will enjoy this movie. The hilarious chemistry between Willis, Malkovich, and Parker is sharp and clever. The story is exciting, has some good twists, and is generally lighthearted and fun! Naturally, it's not as good as the first one but it's a legit sequel that can stand on its own feet.

I can't express how much I love Malkovich in this movie.
This is not a serious movie. You don't take things incredibly seriously, you just have fun. If you can do that you will enjoy yourself! I, personally, found myself quite engrossed in the story by the end. Holding my breath! The thing that sets 'RED' and 'RED 2' apart is the character development. The banter and interactions are the best part! Willis' character is trying everything he can to keep his girlfriend out of his CIA life while she is scrambling to get in!

So they go to Russia and get to wear these adorable fur hats.
There are three new additions to the cast. Anthony Hopkins, Catherine Zeta-Jones, and Byung Hun Lee. Hopkins was brilliant, Zeta-Jones was annoying (but she was supposed to be that way), and Lee was AWESOME! I wasn't expecting to like Lee. I was afraid they were going to have some young guy come and put the older people in their place. Nope! They were evenly matched and it was great.

To sum up, I liked it! A great summer action movie. Bravo everyone!


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  1. Your review is almost as fun as the movie, especially the part about the 'adorable fur hats.' Oh, and the photo with Malkovich in that crazy get-up. Hahaha!

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