The story picks up with former AAA-rated bodyguard Michael Bryce (Reynolds), who can’t seem to get his groove back since Darius Kincaid (Jackson) murdered his last client. If there’s any surprise here at all, it’s that Hayek actually steals the show from both of them. If you’re buying a ticket it’s to see Reynolds and Jackson slap one another around while dropping a metric ton of F-bombs. For the life of me I can’t remember the plot of the first movie, and if you ask me for this one in a week I won’t remember it, either. Some will knock it for being forgettable, and yeah, that much is true. I don’t like to get all high falootin’ when it comes to movies like The Hitman’s Wife’s Bodyguard. Is it also incredibly enjoyable in the moment? You damn right it is. Jackson, and Salma Hayek, with a little bit of Morgan Freeman thrown in for “Ha Ha, God said fuck!” hilarity. The Hitman’s Wife’s Bodyguard is just as much of an excuse for another four-letter-word bonanza from Ryan Reynolds, Samuel L. Let’s get the easy stuff out of the way first, shall we? If you liked 2017’s foul-mouthed, R-rated, guns blazin’ The Hitman’s Bodyguard, then you’re probably going to enjoy its bigger, mouthier sequel.
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