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In the action scene on the drug farm, Vin Diesel and/or his stunt driver were wearing bulky helmets, which were replaced with a CG version of Diesel's head created by the people at Digital Domain, who also repainted parts of the clothing which were obscured by the helmet(s). See more »
The logo on the front of the Pontiac GTO disappears and reappears between shots throughout the movie. See more »
He stole the chip, he's inside.
I see him.
Kirill! Time to work.
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There are no opening credits except for the title. See more »
Let there be no doubt: The acting sucks. Even Samuel L. Jackson's performance is mediocre and definitely unexpectedly so. The plot is ludicrous, the characters unbelievable and the acting (oh, I mentioned this already) dilettante. Effects had gone overboard and factualities of science wildly disregarded. Yet! Yet, this movie was quite the entertaining one. Subtly (purposely?) funny at places completely overshadowing the dysfunctional slapstick that absolutely didn't cut it, and above everything else - it didn't hesitate. The action was brilliantly choreographed and impressively implemented.
p.s. Samuel L. Jackson should really not have been here. He should've been sitting at a table in a bar talking to Quentin Tarantino over a cup of coffee about a prequel to Pulp Fiction or what not. He definitely should not have been here. Definitely not.
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