Wingwomen

An excellent alternative to increasingly hollow Hollywood filmmaking.


"Wingwomen" is subtle, in its way, even nuanced, showing a very real connection in the middle of an outrageously un-real circumstance.

Using tropes isn’t necessarily a bad thing, but “Wingwomen” fails to employ them creatively and on its own terms — change the dubbing to English, and the movie could be any other Hollywood blockbuster.

It’s hard to really keep up with the awkward tonal shifts, as shootouts crash into meet-cutes into monologues about grief into motorbike chases...

There are not many boring moments, and the balance between adventure and emotion is delightful.

Wingwomen can’t stick the ending, but its fondness for its characters and fun concept makes me curious to see where [director and star Melanie] Laurent lands next.

Even amidst those slight flaws, the core of Wingwomen, an exploration of identity and friendship, never lets up. Add some incredibly-crafted action sequences to the mix, and you've got a winner.

Much more moving than you might believe possible for a Netflix action-comedy.

Unruffled and imperturbable in the manner of a Clint Eastwood lawman, they eat danger for breakfast and then laugh and dance about it.

Excellent performances from the two leads centre a plot that wanders a little too often. While occasional bursts of silliness feel forced, all is forgiven in the face of the film's gritty fight scenes and gorgeously crisp cinematography.