This starts oh so strong. A non-stop pummelling of period romping and slapstick spectacular. Genuinely relentless and high quality entertainment which owes as much to Buster Keaton as it does The African Queen, The Mummy (1999) as it does Indiana Jones. At one point The Rock performs a suplex on a jaguar! This really is popcorn heaven in that initial hour and I can’t over emphasise what a blast it is. Then abruptly the tone shifts. Suddenly we are in a miasma of murky green screen environments, plagued with unconvincingly CGI’d antagonists and a spew of overly laboured plot revelations dominate. It isn’t dreadful but often reminds of the worst excesses of a Pirates of the Caribbean movie. Watching this movie of two distinct halves is the equivalent of watching the sprightly first chapter and bloated fourth sequel of a modern Disney franchise all in one condensed sitting. Having said that, Blunt and Johnson have lovely chemistry, Plemons and Paul Giamatti make for colourful villains – ones who land as many laughs as the screwball heroes.
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