
The Last Stand, from successful Korean director Kim Ji-woon and aging American action star Arnold Schwarzenegger is so laughably bad it's almost good. The formulaic plot is so predictable the dialogue practically writes itself. It features several groan inducing one-liners spoken by Arnold in the middle of action sequences, such as at the end of a prolonged bloody shoot-out in the middle of town when he tells the bad guys, “Welcome to Sommerton!” And then later when the main villain asks incredulously who he is, Arnold replies, “I'm the sheriff.” These lines are intended to cause cheers but the only reaction they induce in the audience is pity and an uncomfortable chuckle.
The by-the-numbers storyline has an escaped leader of a Mexican drug cartel being chased by the FBI from Las Vegas to Mexico. His overly elaborate escape route goes straight through the sleepy little town of Sommerton Junction, Arizona. The FBI, as portrayed in this film, is totally inept. Despite a very large force of agents there to escort him between jail cells, the villain is easily able to break free and elude the authorities in his souped-up corvette. Of course he didn't count on Arnie and company standing between him and his freedom that lies just across the border.
One obvious problem with the movie is that it has an uneven tone. At times it seems to get that it is just a silly action movie with lots of gunfights, car chases and explosions. But at other times it tries to be dramatic, most noticeably when it tries to make the audience care about the death of one character in particular. These scenes are so out of place, the acting so bad, and the dialogue so contrived that it could only have been directed by someone whose first language isn't English. Come to think of it that also describes the movie's haggard looking star.
The supporting cast boasts such talents as Forest Whitaker as the head FBI agent, Luis Guzmán as one of Arnold's deputies, and Harry Dean Stanton in a cameo as a tough old farmer. Despite his prominent billing on the poster, Johnny Knoxville is wasted in a small part as the owner of a rare gun museum that just happens to be located in this blink-and-you-miss-it town.
Some of the action scenes are fairly well-staged, in a cartoon violence kind of way, but this movie is unintentionally funny when it tries to be serious and falls flat when it goes for a laugh. The Last Stand should be a last resort for moviegoers. Trust me it really is that bad.


















