Crank: High Voltage

[T]he best use of REO Speedwagon since Smiley Face.

Yet another D.O.A. for the ADD era.

In Crank: High Voltage, Statham just looks miserable, as if appearing in this lousy picture just sucked all the heart right out of him.

Crank: High Voltage, starring Jason Statham as a man with a machine instead of a heart, is boorish, bigoted and borderline pornographic.

Tasteless, trashy and totally over the top, Crank: High Voltage might also be one of the year's most inventive movies. Sometimes, nothing exceeds like excess.

The movie feels like a form of aversion therapy designed to take the fun out of dumb.

The basic scenario has limitless potential, enough to where I can understand why someone might find it exciting in concept alone. But the filmmakers are too concerned with incorporating action and sleaze to bother themselves with telling a good story.

Neveldine/Taylor destroy cinema and manhandle it brutally into spastic life in two short strokes.

Tops its predecessor in every method of excessive vulgarity.

There is something undeniably disturbing about a story that is so plainly intended to degrade every character in it. And yet that is its charm.