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While the film includes several exciting, creatively shot action scenes, the drama is otherwise so shopworn that the violent climax is a relief.
It's never close to good, and it can't even get bad right.
Bangkok Dangerous is bad without lifting a finger toward interesting.
[Cage takes] the big bucks to star in slovenly, inert pulp of the sort no actor of his magnitude should be stooping to.
Los Angeles Times:
There's a charming restaurant scene, some nifty hand-to-hand combat and the cast is great looking. But pretty much all the things that made the original so original are filtered out of this un-original.
The sinking realization kicks in: These people are taking this nonsense seriously.
Bangkok Dangerous pretends to have a lot on its mind. It moves slow as molasses and has the same general coloring.
Hollywood and the television industry have long since sucked what they require from the tropes and rhythms of Asian films, and parts of Bangkok Dangerous, far from seeming unfamiliar or freshly stylized, offer nothing that you couldn't catch on CSI.
New York Daily News:
[Bangkok Dangerous] adds to the sad realization that this once-vibrant and witty actor is completely controlled now by his inner teenager.
This is as stale as Tuesday's Phad Thai, from its exhausted mythos of the surgically efficient, omnipotent hit man to the training scenes in which Joe explains the trade to the new guy, to the inevitable betrayals of the third act.
Awatchable, but dull action flick with not enough body count to satisfy the average mixed martial arts fanboy.
Cage is believable as the brooding lone-wolf gunman, but the "hit man screwing himself by growing a conscience on his final kill" ploy needs to be put down for good.
None of this compensates for the overfamiliar plotline, the underdeveloped side characters, the breakbeat soundtrack, the boring shootouts and a general air of overbaked silliness. But it helps.
Heavy on the spice and cheap on the meat, Bangkok Dangerous adds plenty of Thai seasoning to the Hollywood lone-assassin recipe, but the result is only mildly pungent.