Lai fudges the facts about Wall Street’s scheme when first mentioning it to Frank. They regularly lie to the Commissioner to cover their tracks. Frank and Lai’s aims are admirable, but an “end justifies the means” attitude pervades their every action. God’s name is misused twice, both times along with the word “d–n.” One character makes a crude sexual comment and another makes an obscene gesture to police.ĭrug and alcohol content: A number of incidental characters smoke and drink.Ĭonclusion: While The Transporter has a soft spot for the weak and helpless, that spot proves to be rotten as well as tender. Frank stabs an assailant in the hand with a shard of glass.Ĭrude or profane language: About 15 profanities, most of which are the s-word (a couple of which are muffled). Another crashes his car when a wrench is thrown in the face. A man is shot from behind (the audience sees a spreading dollop of blood on his shirt). Wall Street’s goons attack Frank with fists, feet, knives, hatchets, pipes, exploding oil barrels, guns and rockets. Other parts of the film include an extended car chase through the streets of Nice, a brawl with two police officers and a violent car explosion which hurls a man into a windshield. Chop-socky punch-outs are frequent and play like deadpan versions of Jackie Chan’s intricate and highly-choreographed fight scenes. To solve the problem the leader shoots one of his cohorts in the head, but the camera switches angles so that moviegoers don’t see the impact (a small smear of blood is left on the back window). For example, in an early scene Frank refuses to transport four bank robbers since the original agreement only included three. Most of the action is bloodless and, unlike similar films from the likes of John Woo, the camera tries not to show the results of gunplay.
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What separates this movie from those is its restraint. Violent content: In the tradition of classic Hong Kong cinema, rarely a moment passes in The Transporter without some kind of violence, be it a car chase, gun battle or martial arts brawl. A woman in Wall Street’s pool wears a bikini. Later Lai makes a couple of wry sexual comments. He resists at first, but then succumbs (audiences see a kiss and a fade-out). Sexual content: After plunging in the ocean, Lai strips down to her underwear (panties and a tank top), kisses Frank and urges him to sleep with her. She also convinces Frank that its better to work for worthwhile purposes rather than just for oneself. Lai tries to stop Wall Street’s smuggling of Asians into France via shipping trailers (the trapped people often die during transport). When put in positions where he must fight for his life, Frank purposely tries to disable his assailants instead of killing them. He does the same for two bound policemen. Once he discovers Lai he buys her a soda because she’s thirsty and allows her to use the restroom when she complains. Positive elements: Despite his shady profession, Frank displays a caring heart from early in the film. See what happens when you break the rules? Now Frank has Wall Street’s well-armed gang after him, the suspicious police commissioner Tarconi snooping about and the company of a distressed woman he doesn’t know what to do with. A smoky and very grumpy Frank proceeds to tear Wall Street’s house apart and steal a car, unaware that Lai-the young rumpled woman-has hid herself in the back. A kind deed from him turns into an escape attempt by her and Frank stuffs her back in to deliver her to a man known only as “Wall Street.” The rest of the transport goes as planned, at least until Wall Street realizes Frank has peeked and blows his car (with Frank nearly in it) to smithereens. What he finds inside the bag is a somewhat rumpled young woman. Curiosity, the deadly enemy of rule number three, gets the best of him. When he opens the trunk he notices that the bag is. But a flat tire forces Frank to pull over. Take a bag across country and drop it off. Break one, even once, even in the tiniest way, and the deal is immediately off.
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These principles are Frank’s professional religion and he’s quite pious. Three little transporting rules have kept his life luxurious and hassle-free: Never change the deal never exchange names and never look inside the package. The ex-Special Forces operative spends his days lounging at an idyllic sun-kissed French villa, as well as transporting packages for sundry characters, no questions asked and often at very high speeds. Frank Martin makes your average Palm Pilot-toting, time-checking, borderline obsessive-compulsive Type-A personality look sedate.
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