Protégé: A Chaotic Symphony of Action and Emotion

I don’t know about you folks, but diving into “Protégé” on a rainy Tuesday evening felt kinda like finding an unexpected surprise in your köttbullar. Directed by Martin Campbell, known for his edge-of-the-seat thrillers, this film is a rollercoaster ride with its highs and lows… and man, does it have a few lows! But let’s dig in, shall we?

First things first, Maggie Q. She’s like a star that just refuses to be ignored. Her performance, alongside the ever-charismatic Samuel L. Jackson, gives the film an electric jolt—the kind that makes your hair stand on end, like when you’re caught without an umbrella in a pouring Stockholm rain. And not to forget, Michael Keaton. Seriously, is there anything this man can’t do? Watching him is a bit nostalgic, like those old Swedish cinema nights at Park Bio när man faktiskt kunde känna sig glamourös.

Yet, there’s something… I dunno, maybe the plot? It felt a bit scattered, like smörgåsbord with too many dishes. The action, sharp and snappy; the narrative, not so much. Picture this: your brännvin ready, but no snapsvisa in sight! It’s thrilling at times, and then slightly underwhelming at others.

Okay, here’s a blast from the past. Once, I was caught in a fierce argument about films somewhere in Södermalm. A bit too much kaffe perhaps? Anyway, the debate was about female leads in action films feeling like a breath of fresh air. Maggie Q here, she’s that bracing mountain breeze—and wow, do we need more of that!

“Protégé” is like my old Volvo—reliable with a bit of a spark, gets you places, but sometimes you wish it had a smoother gearshift. So flickerings of brilliance? Absolut! But I’m keeping the emergency brake handy, just in case.

So grab a comfy chair, maybe a fika, and dive into “Protégé”. It’s a ride, I tell ya, just don’t forget your seatbelt.

Check the trailer below