And no, it isn’t Michael Bay
I look at Vin Diesel
as being somewhat akin to Sylvester Stallone
, in that he started out his career with well-regarded work in a few (in terms relative to his later work) “serious projects,” only to make a severe and conscious decision to assemble a dossier littered with meathead machine-gun flicks, with the occasional half-baked family comedy thrown in as chump bait.
Like Stallone, Terrell Owens
, and the latter-day Orson Welles
, Vin Diesel
is quite strictly a paycheck player: a highly visible, somewhat bankable figure who will sell a baseline number of tickets (or DVDs) no matter how shitty the project, but who, at best, pays only lip service to the notion of a quality finished product. And it’s the baseline, not necessarily the bottom line, that keeps the lights in the Redbox lit.
At first blush, Diesel’s latest announced project,