我和我的女儿

Epitome of the mainstream action-comedy Hollywoodia flick. It’s a succession of clicheys and cool jokes, combined in the most formulaic package, completed with the “love is the answer” happy ending, the occasional though useless sexposing, the bloodless violence & action and suspense simulacrum. In it everything is objectified and reduced to a commodified version of reality: flight hostesses are walking tits, radio hosts are hysterical Black queens, villains speak in British accents, Moms are depressive-possessive nagging bitches, half-naked Hawaiians make the welcoming hotel staff, flying food trucks are run by old Asians and the list goes on... Story is laughably weak too.