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A couple times now I’ve taken Halloween as an opportunity to review something truly horrorble, namely the second and third Transformers movies. But while Michael Bay is busy fending off air conditioner-wielding attackers, it looks like it’ll be one more year until I have to suffer through one of those again. And sure, Pain and Gain is a thing I could have watched, but I really don’t want to, ever. Plus since we’re both in the supernatural season and the era of the comic book adaptation, I thought one of this summer’s bigger flops, R.I.P.D., would be worth a shot.

R.I.P.D. stands for the Rhode Island Police Department. It also stands for Rest in Peace Department, which makes more sense in the context of this movie. What you might not realize, however, is that “Rest in Peace Department” is itself an acronym for “Rewrite Entire Script Tomorrow. It’s Not Pleasant, Enjoyable, Action Comedy Entertainment. Delete Everything Please. All Reasonable Theatergoers Must Evade Nearest Theater.” But nobody got that memo. Except for audiences, zing!

So hey, did you like Men in Black? Ghostbusters? How about Beetlejuice? R.I.P.D. is really banking on you enjoying those movies (which, yeah, I do) because all it does it take elements from them, mix them together, and then filter them through the incalculable blandness of Ryan Reynolds. Seriously, this is a movie about a secret police organization that hunts ghosts and is full of the bureaucracy of the afterlife and the goofiness of bodily possession. Here, let me tell you what’s up.

Ryan Reynolds is… Uh… Nick? Something like that. He’s a good cop, but before the movie even began he took some gold from a crime scene, along with his partner, Kevin Bacon. We don’t see that, what we do see is Reynolds getting it on with his wife nice and early, which I bring up because that was a tradition in the Transformers sequels too. Remember, even though he’s going to spend the rest of the movie almost entirely with men, he’s not gay. Definitely not gay.

Anyway, Ryan Reynolds goes to work and tells Kevin Bacon he feels bad for being a dirty cop, and Kevin Bacon’s like, “yeah, you’re right.” Oh, and they stop by some weird medal Reynolds has in the station, I wasn’t sure what was going on with that. Way to go, dude, I guess. Anyway, then a fat naked guy in the shower tells them they found a meth dealer and they should go arrest him. Cue a massive strike force full of cops and SWAT teams storming a warehouse full of explosions and slow motion. That was fast.

Ryan Reynolds chases the meth dealer up a bunch of stairs, but can’t find him. Instead, Kevin Bacon appears from out of nowhere and says he can’t risk Ryan Reynolds turning him in, so he shoots him a bunch with what looks like an AK-47, so, you know, not a cop gun. Ryan Reynolds falls all the way to the warehouse floor, then gets up and sees time frozen around him. He walks outside and gets sucked up into the sky. A lot of the CGI in this movie is bad but this part looked kinda cool.

Before Ryan Reynolds can face his final judgement, he gets sucked into a small office room, where he sits across from Mary-Louise Parker, because this is a movie directed by the guy who made RED. Actually she’s one of the better performances in the movie, she seems like she’s having fun, at least. She tells Reynolds that she runs the R.I.P.D, a bunch of ghost cops who arrest escaped souls who make it back to earth. Also, souls transform into monsters because people did bad things in their lifetime. Anyway, she says she knows Reynolds did some bad shit, and if he joins the force, he can help himself in the eyes of God, I guess, although the movie never explicitly alludes to any religion.

So of course he joins up and immediately meets his new partner, Rooster Cogburn – I mean Roy, a 19th Century lawman. Jeff Bridges is here Academy Award-winning performance again, although this time he’s the comic relief. See, it’s not exactly like M.I.B! In this movie, the old guy is the fun one and the young guy is white and just the worst. They go on a mission to learn the ropes, and boy is Ryan Reynolds in for a surprise!

The first thing they do is go to Ryan Reynolds funeral, where we see Kevin Bacon putting the moves on Reynold’s widow and also learn that R.I.P.D. officers can’t reveal their real identities. In fact, to everyone else (including Kevin Bacon, this is important, remember this) Ryan Reynolds appears to be James Hong and Jeff Bridges looks like a super model. All right, you’re probably thinking, this is an opportunity for some funny jokes. Nope! Instead, what we get is a lot of sexism, a little racism, and a couple half-hearted moments when Jeff Bridges acts indignant because guys hit on him. Oh, and I swear every shot of his lady form has “Let’s Get It On” playing in the background.

As they go on their first case, Jeff Bridges shows Ryan Reynolds the ropes, particularly that Deados reveal their true monstrous selves when exposed to cumin for reason even the movie just shrugs its shoulders at. This leads to their first arrest, which turns into their first kill and Reynolds finding gold that resembles the chunks he and Kevin Bacon stole. So, with the help of informant Red Sox fan Mike O’Malley, leads to some more CGI fights and the realization that the gold chunks are actually fragments of the Staff of Jericho (Caine, I presume) and the key to letting evil souls invade earth.

You fucking guessed it. They just had to god damn do it, didn’t they? It’s another fucking movie with a magical pillar that shoots a beam of light into the sky to let an invading force fly to earth. Fuck this trope! So stupid. ARGH. HATE. HATE. HATE. No more. Never again.

Anyway, at this part, Mary-Louise Parker says, “You guys were reckless, I’m gonna have to take your badges.” Because, again, no original ideas. But Bridges and Reynolds go down to earth again and basically start following the case anyway, almost totally unhindered. They arrest Kevin Bacon, bring him in, and find out that was his plan all along (F#!@R) and he assembles the Staff of Jericho, escapes, and starts summoning a bunch of Deados to earth.

Our heroes goes after him, killing a bunch of Deados along the way, until the get up to the tower where the dumb thing is happening. There, Kevin Bacon stabs Ryan Reynolds’ wife, because he needs a human sacrifice and wanted to be a dick about it. Jeff Bridges and Ryan Reynolds kill everybody, Bridges destroys the staff, and Reynolds kills Bacon. As the world is saved, Reynolds comforts his dying wife, who can finally see him again. They get closure, but then Mary-Louise Parker intervenes and lets the wife wake up in the hospital. Then Parker says you guys are going to be partners for a long time. Hooray! They get in the car, and Bridges says, by the way, he got Reynolds a new human form. It’s a little girl with headgear. Hilarious!

If it was the first movie you ever saw in your entire life, I bet you’d find R.I.P.D. a littler overwhelming, but a lot of fun. Unfortunately, we live in a society where popular culture and entertainment are widely and easily consumed, so for pretty much everyone, that won’t be the case. No, for us, we’ll see this as the lifting of elements from other, better films without the addition of anything meaningful to make it worthwhile. It’s exactly the kind of movie you probably wouldn’t walk out of the theater for, but certainly will have forgotten its existence in no time.

Yeah, Jeff Bridges is fun, if you can get past the weirdness of him doing True Grit as a comedy within a whole other movie. But holy shit, who cares? Especially when Ryan Reynolds both is given nothing and brings nothing to the starring role. There are enough juicy ideas in R.I.P.D. that I understand how it got made, but it’s almost entirely a waste. At one part Ryan Reynolds throws Jeff Bridges into a bus. That’s kind of funny.

James Hong doesn't know what he's doing in this either.

James Hong doesn’t know what he’s doing in this either.

  1. I find it amusing that you’re the only person I’ve ever heard point out the “beam of light to another world” trope. It seems to be fucking with your life.

    • You’d think evil souls, at the very least, wouldn’t come pouring from the heavens. They hinted at hell being a thing in this movie, but never said it, I guess to avoid offending anyone.

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