I have only great memories of the original Point Break, from 1991, but this one wasn't all that. It's still the story of a
young FBI agent infiltrating an extraordinary team of extreme sports athletes he suspects of masterminding a string of unprecedented, sophisticated corporate heists, and it has that same trademark scene where he just screams and fires his gun up into the air, but that's where the similarities end. The stunts may look awesome, but the thing is you never know which stunts are real stunts, and which ones aren't.
The plot's a mess as well. The characters come off as shallow, even with their convictions, and their decisions seem based more upon the decisions they would have made in the past, than the decisions they would make now, as the people they are. There's not as much focus on the heists, as there is on the adventure, and the party, and though the movie has it's moment - and frequent kicks of adrenaline, it just doesn't have that feeling. It doesn't feel real. It's like they took it a step too far, and somewhere they crossed the line between authenticity and awesomeness.
What's even more disturbing though, is the obvious use of angles to amplify certain scenes. Like the surf. And the snowboarding. And when they're riding along the ridge at the beginning, the trail is never as thin on the ground as it was from the air. It's a real dose of adrenaline, but at the same time it lacks depth and character. A good movie, but I was hoping for more.
rated 3/5: not bad