Rated R for violence throughout, language and brief nudity. One hour, 49 minutes.
Publication date: Publication Date Aug. 2, 2013
Review by Peter Canavese
Don't get me wrong. "2 Guns" is as glib as all get-out, and once the characters' hidden agendas are all out in the open, the film begins to feel pretty long-winded in taking care of its business of Mexican standoffs, explosions and demolition derbies. But the compensation of Denzel Washington, joined with surprising effectiveness to Mark Wahlberg, is not to be underestimated, and the release feeds into the zeitgeist of intense disillusionment with corrupt government institutions.
Washington and Wahlberg play wheeler-dealer Bobby "I Know a Guy" Beans and "junkyard dog" Michael "Stig" Stigman, a pair of dealers who -- when stiffed by Mexican drug-cartel head Papi Greco (Edward James Olmos) -- mutually agree to a compensatory savings-and-loan robbery. That scene partly plays out in the film's engagingly schtick-y opening sequence, which establishes a cool rapport between the stars and their characters before screenwriter Blake Masters (working from Steven Grant's comics) and director Baltasar Kormakur ("Contraband") roll back the clock for some context.
How the plot unfolds, and what the characters are really after, is best left unexplained here, but it does come to involve $43.125 million, and the sticky fingers of U.S. Naval Intelligence (in the person of James Marsden) and the CIA (repped by a drawling, creepy-comic Bill Paxton). The rot of corruption has disillusioned Bobby to the point where he continually insists to Stig, "There is no code," explaining why he has no "people" or "family." Of course, Stig just as insistently gravitates toward being both to Bobby, in true buddy-comedy tradition.
Bobby's cynicism extends to withholding commitment from co-worker-with-benefits Deb (Paula Patton), who may or may not be worthy of trust. Once it expends its big twists in the early going, "2 Guns" begins a decline into the familiar toward an ending that could be described, in style and substance, as predictable. But there's fun to be had getting there, mostly in the game playfulness of the leads and the pleasingly tart dialogue (Olmos, underplaying delightfully, gets the zinger "It's a free market ... not a free world").
With its truth-in-advertising title and movie-star charm, "2 Guns" will probably connect with audiences; if so, it's certainly sequel-ripe.