Directed by:
Wayne KramerScreenplay:
Wayne KramerCinematography:
James WhitakerComposer:
Mark IshamCast:
Paul Walker, Cameron Bright, Vera Farmiga, Chazz Palminteri, Karel Roden, Johnny Messner, Ivana Milicevic, Alex Neuberger, Michael Cudlitz, Bruce Altman (more)VOD (1)
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Struggling mob hand Joey Gazelle (Paul Walker) finds his life turned inside-out when a "hot" weapon he's in charge of concealing goes missing. With two mafia families and a team of crooked cops watching his every move, Joey sets out on a chilling, bloody pursuit, maneuvering his way through a horrific web of creeps and criminals, praying he can retrieve the gun and make it home to his family -- alive. (official distributor synopsis)
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For a while I thought about a full rating, but that wouldn't quite fit with other, richer and more varied crime stories. Running Scared is not lacking in brutality, charge, rawness and a fast-paced plot packed with tension and the word "fuck". The actors are also good, led by the "fast and furious" Walker and, of course, the wacky John Wayne worshipper Karel Roden, who rocks again and clearly enjoys his role. It's just a pity that director, Kramer, left too much room for emotions and firearms at the end, focusing excessively on the surface rather than playing with the story itself, and the whole thing felt a bit contrived and overdone. Otherwise, though, a great and original thriller that even David Fincher would not be ashamed of.
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Wow, Paul Walker shows his real colors and from now I will take greater notice of Wayne Kramer. It’s not often you see things like this. Plus, Karel Roden’s performance here puts him in first place of all my favorite Czech actors. Keep up the good work, Karel. As I was saying, the directing is excellent, reminding me at times of Tony Scott and his Domino. Great actors, an almost perfect screenplay (the very end went a little wrong), twists, shootouts... superb. I look forward to your next project, Wayne. :-)
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Running Scared did not live up to its reputation as one of the most extraordinary thrillers in recent years, despite the subtly appealing clichés. The slow start doesn't help either, where Paul Walker can curse as much as he wants, but due to the vaguely intensified circumstances, I just didn't believe it. Fortunately, in the second half, the determined protagonist truly comes into play, and the audience can feel it. The script finally stops holding back, introduces a few genuinely strange characters, and suddenly I couldn't help but wonder when the story actually broke to the point where even a little boy with a plastic bag pulled over his head doesn't scare me. The overall flow is helped most by the camera, plenty of visual effects, and finally, the main hero. However, unlike the film to which this is repeatedly compared, Crank, the hopelessness is missing here from beginning to end. Though Jason Statham's one-man show was much more over the top, it worked better.
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The action is surprisingly chaotic, there isn't much of it, and as such, it definitely isn't the main attraction of the movie. Even though there is literal shooting left and right, which the editor made a proper mess off, the action sequences are quite confusing, and I don't mean the fact that they are shot as raw as possible with a shaky camera, but simply that it's not what I would imagine (Tony Scott is better at that, but significantly more costly). There are several shocking scenes followed by a series of average mafia stories with often quite long secondary bits and pieces. The best scene is undoubtedly the one with the pedophile. I appreciate the R-rating and the rough language - it contrasts excellently with the raw acting of Paul Walker (and others) – but other than that, Running Scared (except for a few really tough moments) offers nothing new under the sun.
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New Jersey at night, full of dark corners both in the streets and in relatively luxurious apartments, in a directorial visual fetish that you won’t easily forget. The camera work, filtering, and editing may remind you of Tony Scott at first, but Wayne Kramer gets even tougher after a few minutes and shows that you can do wonders with a $15 million budget and an R rating. Pleasantly uninhibited sex, furious shooting, and such a concentration of "fucks" that there was no room left for any other words. This doesn't prevent the director (who is also the screenwriter) from making some impressive breaks in the plot, meaning there is no shortage of tension and viewer interest. The lamentations over the ending are the misguided cries of those who are simply unable to accept that certain genre rules were broken (just between you and me) for once.
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