RUSH HOUR (1998)



Rush Hour is a movie that Chris loved when he was younger and when he found out I hadn’t seen it that pretty much decided what our next movie would be. What I expected was a not funny, outdated buddy comedy. But what I got was a lot more than that.

Obviously a lot is going on right now with police violence. Is it too much, is it unfair, are they held accountable, etc etc. Some of the police brutality stories coming out lately are enough to make you sick and never want a cop to ever look at you again. In general, cops in major cities seem to be under more scrutiny right now, for better or for worse. But what if you could go back slightly in time, maybe 15 or so years ago, when the reckless actions of police officers weren’t on everyone’s radar? What if you watched Rush Hour?

Chris Tucker plays Detective James Carter, an LAPD officer. The first time we see him he’s undercover and his operation causes two other police officers to get shot, a suspect to get his pinky shot off, and a car full of C4, which was evidence, to blow up, destroying the evidence and a city block. Carter is brazen, incorrectly thinking he’s the greatest thing to ever happen to law enforcement and not even thinking twice when his boss, who hates him, puts him on an FBI case. The case turns out to be watching over Detective Inspector Lee (Jackie Chan), who is in town from China trying to help solve the kidnapping of his friend and Chinese consulate’s daughter. Carter is put on the case because he’s essentially a liability to the department and everyone wants him out of their hair. And for good reason. You rarely see Carter without a loaded gun in his hand, usually being waved around and pointed at someone’s head or neck. Carter doesn’t want to protect people; he wants the power that comes with being a police officer and with being given a service weapon. His gun is not something to be used only in the most dire of circumstances but is rather the first thing Carter goes for, even if the only situation is that Lee has run away from Carter and hopped on a tour bus – still a cause for pointing his loaded gun, apparently.  When Carter visits the suspect whose pinky he blew off in the earlier case to find out information on the kidnapping, he threatens the suspect with blackmailing him into being caught for the kidnapping, which he had nothing to do with. Carter does not give a shit about anything, except looking good with a gun.

This sums it up quite nicely:

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On a lighter note, Rush Hour has genuinely funny moments; my favorite scene is actually the kidnapping scene because it begins with us seeing two guards take the Chinese consulate’s daughter to school, trying not to be too annoyed at her loudly singing along to Mariah Carey’s “Fantasy.” And watching Jackie Chan made me remember how much I do love kung fu movies. I’m sure a lot of people have seen Rush Hour already, but watching in 2015 is a new, weird experience that more people should look into.


I watched this movie at least 10 times when I was in middle school. I remember thinking that it was so funny and the fact that it had the occasional fight scene, it hooked me immediately. Being an adult now I went into this movie thinking it was going to be pretty terrible and difficult to watch. But I still wanted to know what I thought of it 15 or so years later. I was kind of surprised how it really isn’t the worst.

There are many, many jokes in this film. A good amount of them are just Chris Tucker yelling, but I was surprised how many lines really got me to laugh out loud. There are still many aspects of the movie that do not work at all. Like the scene where they are on a stakeout and instead of staying in their car, camping out, they are on the sidewalk of LA showing each other how to disarm a person with a gun? Or how when the girl is kidnapped in the beginning there is no one around on this downtown city block to see it happen. It’s still a Brett Ratner movie after all.

Speaking of Brett Ratner, I have one really story I think of when I hear his name. I went to Savannah College of Art and Design in college. Once a year they have a film festival where they show a bunch of movies and do a pretty decent job of getting celebrities to come. (Probably due to the disgusting amount of money the school takes from its student and the terrible owner of the school, Paula Wallace). One of the years I was there I heard that Brett Ratner was there and that he was being a dick and whatnot. I think that’s the character trait I’ve read most people describe him as. And the urban legend that was passed around the school was that he took about twenty SCAD girls to some strip club in South Carolina and had gotten into a giant fight with people at the festival the day before. So unfortunately I’ve never really viewed him in a great light. Especially since he has such a terrible resume when it comes to movies.

This movie is really not great but I’m glad we watched it again. Chris Tucker was actually kind of funny, it was just hard to get past his voice. And I love people with crazy voices!




I love wrestling. It’s just great to me. Pretty much everything about it. I do wish the storylines today were a little more interesting and that it was a bit more violent than it is, but it’s great and I still watch it now. The Wrestler is truly the perfect wrestling movie. It combines all the elements, good and bad and does such a good job of showing the struggle it takes to be successful.

The worst part about liking wrestling is the need people have to tell you how it’s fake . . . of course it’s fake, you dumb shit. It’s this kind of question that makes me not want to talk to someone cause it’s proof that they are extremely narrow-minded and obviously not observant. The Wrestler lets you truly see how some parts of wrestling work. Of course a whole lot of the fighting is fake, but just because punches might not be landing as they are portrayed; people are still flipping around and performing impressive acrobatic moves all over the place. You can make punching look fake, but you can’t pretend that the sea of thumb tacks you landed on weren’t actually there.

At times I think The Wrestler can be a tad too cheesy. Especially all the stuff with his daughter. But at the same time it makes the climax that much better. I really like that we are rooting for the main character the whole time, yet, we know why people dislike him and how he’s fucked up his relationship with them.

Another aspect of the movie that I’m drawn to is the way that the camera is constantly following him. Mirroring his entrance into the ring. It’s the same kind of feel as in Birdman. You see him walk through so many doors.

I can’t recommend this movie enough! Even if you don’t care about wrestling, check this out. It’s so much more than just that.

Elizabeth (spoilers!)

Before I met Chris, I had never watched wrestling in my life. When I was younger it scared me, when I was older and knew it wasn’t real I didn’t see the point. And the entire time I thought wrestling was super trashy.

At this point, I wouldn’t go so far as to say I’m a fan of wrestling per se, but I’ve watched more professional wrestling in the last few years than I ever did in my entire life. I know some of the characters (though all the men sort of look the same to me) and can sort of follow what’s going on. I don’t think it’s trashy; I see now the insane popularity and reach that professional wrestling has. I see the point despite its fakeness; I would argue that going to watch professional wrestling is basically the same as going to see a professional ballet recital. Do I think ballerinas performing Romeo and Juliet die on stage because they act it out in dance? No, and it doesn’t matter. Do I think professional wrestlers . . . really do/believe all the shit they do/say on stage? No, and it doesn’t matter.

I wanted to see The Wrestler when it first came out, but I was in college and never really got around to it. I’m glad I waited until now, though, because although you don’t have to be a wrestling fan to like or understand The Wrestler, I think I would have been much more skeptical of it 7 years ago.

It follows Randy “The Ram” Robinson (Mickey Rourke), an aging pro wrestler. We have to talk about Mickey Rourke for a bit here. I’ve talked before at how it’s hard for me to wrap my head around Mickey Rourke’s physical transformation over the years. In 9 1/2 Weeks it was distracting because he looked nothing like I know of him to look like. In The Wrestler, it worked. All of his fucked-up lookingness can easily be attributed to his profession and lifestyle. He looks exactly what I would imagine an aging pro wrestler (who still wants to wrestle) would look like. Though I did find his talon-like fingernails to be particularly horrifying:

And this isn't even from the movie.
And this isn’t even from the movie.

Anyway, Randy is poor and lonely. We wrestles on the weekends and works part-time at a grocery store, unsuccessfully trying to make ends meet. His only real non-wrestling friend is Cassidy (Marisa Tomei), a stripper who’s pretty much past her prime, like Randy. Randy also has a daughter, Stephanie (Evan Rachel Wood), whom he never sees and doesn’t know.

I expected Randy to be a brute; violent and uncaring. But it’s made pretty clear early on that even though he may look like a scary monster, he’s anything but. The Wrestler reminded me of Rocky in that way. He’s sweet with kids and has genuine respect and affection for Cassidy. He’s obviously well-respected in his wrestling circle, but he’s just as gracious to them. They’re his family. In one great scene, before getting ready for a match, a man comes up to Randy and Randy knowingly raises his hand to shake it. The man says he’s a big fan, and “You might not remember me, but . . .” and Randy cuts him off because he does remember him, and remembers his name and where they met. Randy seems to genuinely appreciate this respect and love he gets from wrestling and has no problem returning that love and respect.

Randy agrees to a 20th anniversary match against an old rival and starts training harder (and using more steroids), causing him to have a near-fatal heart attack. Afterward, the doctor tells him that bypass surgery saved his life but wrestling again will kill him. Randy is clearly horrified by this, but uses it as an opportunity to get his life together in a way that doesn’t involve wrestling. He tries to reconnect with Stephanie, which eventually works. He begins a relationship with Cassidy, who is reluctant but wants to help him reconnect with Stephanie. He begins working full-time at the grocery store and seems to actually, maybe enjoy it a little. Then it all starts to fall apart.

Randy finally connects with Stephanie and she seems willing to let him back in her life. He goes to Cassidy to thank her for her help and she completely rejects him, despite his hope (which made sense, considering they sort of made out) that they would have a real romantic relationship. Randy and Cassidy fight, Randy gets drunk and high on cocaine and spends the rest of the next day asleep and hungover, completely standing up Stephanie for a dinner date. Randy goes to Stephanie to apologize, but she wants nothing to do with him. From Stephanie’s eyes, this man swooped in when he needed her (because of his heart attack) and when she softened up a little just to let him in, he let her down again. We know Randy’s a good guy, we know he loves Stephanie and means well. But he just can’t get it together. Randy goes on to dramatically quit his grocery store job after a customer recognizes him as his wrestling persona, intentionally cuts his hand, throwing shit around and yelling at customers before finally leaving. He then makes a phone call that announces that he is out of retirement and the 20th anniversary fight is back on.

After Stephanie rejected him, Randy wasn’t completely lost, but he was getting close. But when the customer (persistently) recognized Randy in the grocery store, we see him completely lose it. This is clearly the breaking point for him, and with the call to put the fight back on, he’s basically going on a suicide mission. He goes into wrestling-preparedness mode as if nothing had ever happened. Eventually Cassidy finds him before the fight, apologizes, and asks him not to fight because of his heart. Before he steps out from behind the curtain to begin the match, he tells Cassidy probably the best line in the entire movie, which at this point in the movie nearly made me burst out into sobs: “The only place I get hurt is out there. The world don’t give a shit about me.” Then he opens the curtains and the match is on.

He stumbles some and holds onto his chest in pain but refuses to cut the fight short. He prepares himself for his signature move, which is diving off the corner of the ring onto his opponent below. He has tears in his eyes and he looks around for Cassidy, who has already left. Once he realizes she’s gone, he gets on the ropes and goes through with the dive.

By the end of the movie, you don’t want Randy to die. We see how good of a person he is, albeit flawed. But we’ve also seen his life fall apart before our eyes, despite his best efforts. And we’ve seen that he truly is only happy in the ring, and that world outside really doesn’t seem to give a shit about him. So his suicide-wrestling mission is bittersweet because he doesn’t deserve to die, but as an audience you sort of understand and accept why he wants to die.

What’s great about The Wrestler is the same thing that’s great about any good sports movie: you don’t have to know anything about, like, undestand, or even care about wrestling to enjoy The Wrestler. The movie tells you everything you need to know about it, which is really just that it’s the only happiness Randy will ever find. It’s so moving and really pretty amazing. You may think he’s scary looking, but I dare you to try to watch Mickey Rourke cry multiple times and not feel like you have a knife in your heart.