LARA CROFT TOMB RAIDER: THE CRADLE OF LIFE êê
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Rating
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PG-13
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PG-13 for mild violence and some sensuality (which means Jolie doesn't get naked)
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Director
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JAN DE BONT
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Starring
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ANGELINA JOLIE
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GERALD BUTLER
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CIARAN HINDS
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DJIMON HOUNSOU
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For all its hectic action, PG-13 rating, bloodless violence and sloppy CGI special effects (including some not so scary monsters), the latest Tomb Raider installment, The Cradle of Life can't deny the fact that Lara Croft (Jolie) is a singularly boring and barely one-dimensional character. The James Bondish rip-off, by way of Indiana Jones and Ripley from the Aliens films, is only marginally better than the first woeful Tomb Raider.
This new film, directed by Jan de Bont, who keeps proving with each film he makes (such as The Haunting), that Speed was a fluke, has Croft assisted for no real reason by a former partner and lover (Butler). They race against time and across three continents to find a legendary orb, which will reveal the Cradle of Life. There too is where the equally as legendary Pandora's Box is hidden and lusted for by some Eurotrash evil villain from a second rate Bond film (Hinds). He wants to open it and release all sorts of nasty things in the world to destroy mankind for no discernable reason.
De Bont mechanically plows through the film with no sense of joy or genuine suspense, as Jolie gets caught up to her full lips in one unexciting, generic action sequence after another. The film is not helped either by Jolie's leaden performance, weighted once again by her shaky, second rate English accent. With none of James Bond's self-mocking humor or tongue in cheek panache, Jolie's Croft takes herself far too seriously with only an occasional arched eyebrow to convey any emotion or characterization.
115 minutes
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