Stu's life, (Kumail Nanjiani), a quiet and conformist citizen who makes a living as an Uber driver, changes when Vic Manning (Dave Bautista) suddenly accesses his car. Manning turns out to be a cop with vision problems, who tracks a ruthless Asian killer. Stu ends up in the wanderings and police adventures of Manning, endangering his life in exchange for receiving the five stars in his service as a driver. From there a great friendship is forged.
Thinking about how to approach Michael Dowse's review of Stuber; American director who has moved between the romantic comedy and the DC Universe and now presents this comedy about friendship.
We must say that in some aspects we may have felt identified with Stu, a practical guy, who in the end realizes that it is always better to face the problems than to avoid them. But the film that stars is the same as his character, which adapts to the easy joke and the stereotype.
Stuber is probably the dumbest movie so far this year. Fights and action that stay far from the quality (at least in terms of special effects) of the recent Fast & Furious: Hobbs & Shaw (David Leitch), a couple of protagonists whose characters do not empathize or empathize despite of the sought and interesting contrast of the actors; and the indestructible formula of commercial cinema to seek the empathy of the spectator with the typical love story or the sentimental contribution of the family of the main characters. Even today, commercial cinema is handled with the stereotype of the imposing blonde; we think that not even Hitchcock knew how far the canon his lascivious mind had created would go.
In the absence of a script, Stuber survives using the free slapstick and gag, with a humor that rarely works. The comedy is too basic, without irony, or double senses, or any emotion, a fact that will entertain who goes to the cinema to forget everything and hang out. We will not deny that the story has brought some smiles, but the viewing is boring from the first scenes. The story begins with a persecution that aims to emulate films such as The Crystal Jungle (John McTiernan, 1988), but whose scenes become unpleasant because of their unnecessary and sometimes disgusting violence.
The tape is a purely commercial entertainment, as empty and conventional as those swimming pools that are not capable of cooling off. It has no pretensions of any kind, but it is poor even as entertainment. As an action film, it suffers from the necessary special effects and provides a null spectacularity, a characteristic that usually saves productions like this. As a comedy, it is a movie that you will forget before the credit titles end. Its supposed best weapon, which is the dichotomy between Bautista and Nanjiani, does not work despite having sought a strong contrast between the characters.
The exciting side that is not such, is proposed by the characters of Becca (Betty Gilpin), in the role of a rash blonde; and Nicole (Natalie Morales), daughter of Police Manning, who gives background to the relationship of the two protagonists. Stu's dramatic arc is somewhat broader than the rest of the characters, transforming a bland character into a hero, by the action of his friend Manning. This is the usual story, but poorly told.
On the other hand, the antagonist of the film has no narrative weight and McKee already said it, the protagonists are as good as their antagonists. In the terms used by Robert McKee, the film presents an architrave that lacks naturalness and spontaneity. The facts happen in an artificial and freeway, nothing in his narrative is worked.