The Fate of the Furious

Designed to appeal to their enormous fan base, the makers clearly have every intention of going out at full throttle.

There are significant lulls in momentum which are not helped by F. Gary Gray's inability to effectively stage action.

Artistically, there are better franchises - and certainly, there are better movies. Rarely, however, is a movie this big such unabashedly dumb fun.

Like a good car the series needs all of its parts to work. And also like a car, if you keep adding more parts, it only works better. (I know nothing about cars.)

While The Fate of the Furious never quite reaches the heights of the last few installments, it still goes by at a breezy pace, and on the way delivers everything we've come to expect and love from this franchise.

It's Statham who swaggers away with the movie, thanks to an audacious fight sequence accessorised with a gurgling baby in a travel seat and a cameo from British grand dame Helen Mirren as his tea-swilling mum.

This entry absolutely suffers from the absence of Brian and Mia O’Connor, but the issues go far beyond that.

Like most of its predecessors “The Fate of the Furious” is true to its ambitions. Fans of the series are sure to be pleased&#59; detractors will be able to use their same arguments.

A bloated mess of a blockbuster.

The Fate of the Furious hits all the notes a fan would want but it lacks that ability to branch out like Fast Five did.