How do you keep a franchise from freewheeling? Switch location, cherry pick choice players from the past and amp up the muscle. The USP of the latest instalment is the pitting of new boy Dwayne (The Rock) Johnson, as a genius cop, against regular star Vin Diesel, planning one last job in Rio with other brave grease monkeys. It's quite a sight, these two grappling, great bald heads thwacking together, treetrunk arms lavishly oiled and soulfully tattooed. The rest of the film sticks to the same aesthetic: all running and crunching, every line of dialogue orchestrated to within an inch of its life. But for all its absurdity and the family friendly bloodlessness (despite the copious violence), it spins along very smoothly and efficiently.
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