Bill Williamson is back. And he’s still pissed off. Philosophical spree-killer Bill (Brendan Fletcher) has emerged from hiding after a couple of years in order to finally get his message across to the sleeping masses. This time he has an equally meticulous plan, and the bullets to see it through. Bill spends his morning sat in a camping chair, shooting a few random passers-by. He moves to a television studio and riddles most of the staff with bullets, taking a few hostage. His plan is to get his manifesto aired by anchorman Chip (Lochlyn Munro) to instigate a nation-wide uprising. At least, that is what he says he is after…
Loyal readers will know that I was pretty shocked at just how good the first Rampage film actually was, given the director. Uwe Boll has a reputation for being one of the worst directors still being given money to make films. He really is just terrible. The Rampage movies seem to be an anomaly, the first one especially so.
Here, the pace is more pedestrian, less action, less killing, less… everything. Except talking. There is a lot of talking. Luckily, we have the incredible Brendan Fletcher delivering the lines, some of which he wrote, along with Boll. The cold, yet manic, intensity is still there. When you look in Fletcher’s eyes, you actually see Bill’s madness staring back.
The performance here, as in the first film, cannot be faulted. It is knife-sharp, and slices through everything else on the screen. Next to Fletcher, everyone is going to be a hack. Except they aren’t. Munro brings some humanity to Chip, and perennial second-tier banana Mike Dopud shines as the beleaguered SWAT team commander.Tweet