Movie Review: Rush Hour 3
Aug 9, 2007 - Roger Moore
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"Rush Hour 3" took six years to come to the screen but still feels like a rush job.
The slapdash script pairs up Chris Tucker and Jackie Chan again solely because they're proven moneymakers.
The story takes us from LA to Paris because, apparently, director Brett Ratner wanted to stage his climactic fight on the Eiffel Tower, and had a fervent desire to use ex-pat director Roman Polanski in a full body-cavity-search cameo.
The film has 83 minutes of Tucker shrieking and singing and zinging and Chan doing a few more of his comic martial arts tangos with assorted bad guys and gals.
Top it off with five minutes of outtakes. In Chan movies, those used to show us the stunts that worked and those that went wrong. Here, they give away a lack of rehearsal for anything that isn't a fight. Scores of one-liners (which Chan doesn't understand) are tried in order to find a funny one that sticks.
In the years since "Rush Hour 2," Lee (Chan) has taken on diplomatic security duties, protecting the Chinese ambassador.
James (Tucker) has taken his Michael-Jackson-as-Roberta Flack-singing shtick to the streets. He's a detective demoted to directing traffic, crooning and dancing to his iPod.






