Fast & Furious 6 (2013) Review

Fast & Furious 6: Given it’s the sixth instalment of the franchise, you really should know what you’re getting when you buy your ticket. Unlike, for example, the people sitting behind us for whom ridiculously OTT car stunts and physics-defying driving and leaping apparently came as an unwelcome surprise, requiring immediate tuts and disgusted comments. Me? I wanted a whole heap of dumb, testosterone-driven fuel-injected fun with big dumb action movie guys saying and doing big dumb action movie things. No tutting needed.

If 2012 was London’s Olympic year, 2013 seems to be London’s movie year. First GI Joe, then Star Trek Into Darkness and now “Fast & Furious 6”. The city looks great and there are plenty swooping aerial views of the LUC if spotting the place where you work is your kind of thing.

The set pieces are spectacular, the cast are clearly having a blast and, if you approach it in the right frame of mind, so will you. As a bonus, you’ll get the best woman v woman knock-down, drag-out fight I’ve seen in a film: the women here are more than just eye candy or damsels in distress and the action is all the better for it. Fast 6 gets a solid 7/10 from me. Oh, and for the pedants and tutters out there: yes, the runway would have to be 28.75 miles long but seriously, who cares when it’s this much fun?

7/10