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20 Aug 2010 06:00
The A-Team is an intermittently entertaining feature-length revival of the 1980s TV series: its flashy hyperactivity bears the unmistakable stamp of co-producers Tony and Ridley Scott.
The original show was about a golden-hearted crew of ex-army mercenaries for hire—to good causes only—led by George Peppard as the cigar-chewing Colonel “Hannibal” Smith and Mr T as the massive and mohicaned Sergeant “Bosco” Baracus.
I can’t think of an actor more improbable in a comedy role than Neeson. That great serious bear of a man never looks entirely comfortable in the part of Hannibal. Nonetheless, Neeson does his best, shepherding this allegedly adorable bunch of rule-flouting wild men as they are wrongfully imprisoned for something they didn’t do and then set out to take down the real bad guys and clear their name.
Hannibal receives an order to take an undercover job: retrieve a Saddam-era printing press used for manufacturing phoney US dollars with a view to undermining the American currency. Hannibal’s boys accept the mission but they are betrayed by someone within the US command and wind up court-martialled and imprisoned—they have to make their break-out from there.
A selling point of the original TV show was that people rarely, if ever, got killed and the movie sticks reasonably closely to the spirit of this feel-good practice. Even at the beginning of the movie, when Hannibal is threatened by two savage dogs, he somehow extricates himself from the situation in such a way as to leave the dogs unharmed.
It’s soft-centred stuff; efficient entertainment—which, admittedly, is far harder to make than is generally understood. But I think Neeson would be well advised to leave the action-comedy roles alone.—
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