Machete Review

Machete Review, It’s not a hard and fast rule. Very few seem to be. However, if you’re going to have on a more hot-button issue of immigration as a satire, or, in the case of “Machete in Robert Rodriguez,” a comic splatter, be smart about it.

Why? Because much of the national conversation seems ineffective, overfamiliar overheated.

Cruelly, this story deserved an R-rated Mexican federale winds that a day laborer in Texas before being hired by a juvenile crime is more nudge, wink style rather than mind-altering ride.

That is a typical risk with filmmaker Rodriguez. The talented Austin-based director-writer-producer-editor (“Sin City” and “Spy Kids”) is often rendered his mind too freely.

He has plenty of fans. And if laughter preview screening are any indication, it will be (you may also count myself among them) is pleased to fall over the top, the history of migration in the chaos too simplistic.

Very little in the story of a Mexican agent code-named Machete viewers will see again. Except, perhaps, the face of the actor portrays the tough cop loses his family to a drug lord named Torrez (Steven Seagal).

Danny Trejo increased features make a powerful statement on the American hybrid culture, as well as sun and wind, one might think, the hard life. Indeed, her character has lived in a border.

As the movie opens, Machete and his partner are reluctant to challenge their boss to rescue a kidnapped woman. The name reflects the election of raised arms.

Things are bloody, but what is not. The next time we see the tattooed, long hair, Fu Manchu mustache Machete, who is waiting for day jobs in a parking lot in Texas. He is approached by a mysterious figure with a rasp constantly called to Booth (Jeff Fahey).

For those wondering where Lindsay Lohan tabloid maven is part of this saga: He plays the daughter of Booth.

“Machete” means bigoted vigilantes, a political opportunist candidate (Robert De Niro) and a company on the Underground Railroad today known as “Red.”

Rodriguez hopes to do something that seems a throwback: it covers now. A species of Mex-ploitation film, if you will.

While “Machete” was given the badass movie 70, right, do not turn the corner in terms of art or knowledge. Although these films joked zeitgeist – about race relations and women’s liberation, in particular – were often laughably bad or worse.

There is no intelligence in abundance. A joke is mocking crowd muscle gardeners about Mexicans and immigration. Although undoubtedly the two boneheads are only the second or third generation of themselves.

A final few scenes with a touch of acidity of the script, co-written by Rodriguez and his cousin Alvaro Rodriguez. Machete Like his brother and a priest, Cheech Marin has some of the best lines. Father is both funny and strangely endearing.

More often, there are clunkers for the voice of watchers, political or free market-pap. Don Johnson as the rifle-wielding Von and De Niro play their evil in a move – never a good thing. Apparently they also think their characters are stupid wrong.

Less ironic is Michelle Rodriguez and Jessica Alba as a scantily clad, heroines carrying firearms. Rodriguez (no relation) plays Light taco holder. She may or may not be an activist of the network she mysterious. Alba plays his opposite America, an agent with Immigration and Customs Enforcement.

Machete came to have his own movie after appearing in a fake trailer that preceded Rodriguez and kicking B-movie by Quentin Tarantino, “Grindhouse.”

Rodriguez plans to “Machete” sequels. Here’s hoping the next is sharper and closer to the bone cuts.