A film with a plot that revolves around a stripper corrupting a hot housewife into smoking crack and having threesomes, which unbelievably contains nary an exposed breast, crack, or any other bits that could be considered naughty. Remarkable, and a total waste of time.
"Let the past die."
Sage advice in the form of a line said by Kylo Ren (Adam Driver), which constitutes just about the only worthwhile dialogue in this ill-conceived, sloppy mish-mash of Original Trilogy callbacks, inexplicable character choices, redundant action sequences, silly technology, narrative amnesia, tedious exposition, treacly nonsense, and just plain old bad acting.
An ideal action film for today's ADHD, instant gratification culture, "Mission: Impossible -- Fallout" satisfies the bare minimum plot & character necessities that its target audience requires--namely, that any scenes/actions/dialogue that follow each other sequentially, no matter how incongruous, tone-deaf, or plain silly, constitutes an acceptable narrative.
The problem with a film (such as this one) that is, in essence, an action sequence bukkake, is that no matter how elaborate or well-executed those sequences are, there are so many of them,…