Transporter 3: Critic Reviews

Transporter 3 is going to make an awful lot of money. It has in abundance the ingredient that was missing from the last Bond film: a sense of its own idiocy.

Besson and Kamen somehow make a film that's even dumber than part 2.... But they've still got the superbly watchable Statham at the centre, so the script is fairly irrelevant.

Slowing the pace for romance is also a bad idea because it gives the audience the chance to spot plot holes bigger than Iceland's debt. But when he sticks to car chases, explosions and chest-kicking action, Statham delivers.

This action "threequel" is directed by a gentleman named Megaton, so one should not expect subtlety.

Every bit as dumb as its predecessors, but - importantly - it is not nearly so much fun.

Speeded-up motion camera tics add to overall jerkiness - and a series of coincidences and unexplained comings and goings leave you thinking that Besson is impatient with actual story-telling. Fantasy thugs may relish this no-brainer actioner.

Forget the Oscar bait, Transporter 3 is the only movie you need to see this season.

A mindless, silly waste of time.

I had less problems with the characters and more trouble with the actual action, which felt really antiseptic to me.

Valentina is angry and resigned and just-so-adorably exotic, in the sense that she misses nuance and inverts English syntax ("What matters my name?").

Jason Statham has become a kind of poor man's James Bond but if you're expecting a coherent plot, forget it. There isn't one. Just action sequences that often lack continuity.

Jason Statham preforms more implausible derring-do as a butt-stomping, daredevil driver for hire.

It's insane, it's ridiculous, it's way over the top, and while it might not be the best in the franchise, it mostly delivers what its target audience wants.

Check your intellect at the door for some raucous movie fun. Statham's deadpan charm and rough and tumble alpha male swagger prove he's loving every minute of being the last action hero left

This is a silly film, but all martial arts films are silly. What sets this apart is that it doesn't take itself seriously for even a nanosecond.

We get close-ups, awkward camera movements, speed-up/slow-down nonsense, and shots with missing frames. I had to look away a few times because I thought I was going to have a seizure. This was NOT a fun movie to watch.

While it will no doubt end up being a let down even for the die hardest of fans, the film does contain a couple of interesting thrills here and there.

Transporter 3 delivers precisely the same thrills as the first two installments. Take that as a warning - or an invitation.

the action scenes are cut so tight that it's nearly impossible to tell what's going on

This one is for fans only.

Like a collection of leftovers from the first two movies. Statham's heart doesn't really seem to be in it any more.

The first one was mediocre, the second was so bad I demanded my money back but the third one added in a few surprise elements and is one fun ride; no pun intended.

It creates quite the illusion of velocity but the confetti editing cheats the audience out of Hong Kong action maestro Corey Yuen's choreography and Statham's stiff, steely, strong-arm style of martial-arts fighting.

...the Transporter movies work because they're stripped down and focused, moving fast and getting the job done, just like their on-screen hero...

A pointless, junky, lackadaisical product that should hopefully put the kibosh on another sequel.