What’s the only thing missing from Mark Wahlberg’s pretty perfect life? As I’ve said before, it’s been a long time since former rapper Marky Mark modeled Calvin Klein underwear on Times Square billboards, and that was already a pretty perfect life. Now, he’s a bona fide Hollywood mogul-millionaire.
So what’s missing? Thespian accolades. Wahlberg’s clearly shrewd. He’s obviously got uncommon showbiz savvy; one wonders why he’s not aware of his range limitations by now.
In 2014’s “The Gambler,” high school dropout Wahlberg played an English literature professor, of all things; a yakkity-yakking, verbal-abuse-type professor who shamed his class, telling them they should never indulge dreams of being writers.
In “Mile 22,” here he is again trying to stretch out of his blue-collar wheelhouse—this time playing James Silva, a yakkity-yakking special operations leader who verbally abuses everyone around him. It’s already been established that Wahlberg doesn’t do this well. Why must he persist?
Super-Duper Undercover Secret Special Operations
More and more movies and books are telling stories about super-elite groups made up of former SEALs, Delta, and CIA operatives, who answer pretty much only to the U.S. president, operate outside the law as well as outside most moral confines, and can be immediately and utterly disavowed by the government.The “Mission Impossible”-type tale told here is for Silva’s ghost spec ops crew to deliver a “package” from point-A, 22 miles to point-B (an airstrip)—the package being a police officer named Li Noor (Iko Uwais).
Great Cast Except for the Lead
I’ve been wondering how the former mixed martial arts star Ronda Rousey’s acting career was going to shape up, and spec ops warrior is a very good role for her. This is the first time she’s radiated serious charisma and believability and does that in a role normally reserved for men. Being an Olympic judo bronze medalist and Ultimate Fighting Championship superstar is good street cred for that.John Malkovich as Bishop, nicknamed “Mother” because he’s the op coordinator and drone strike commander, brings his quirky delivery, along with hair and makeup providing him with the worst fake flattop in the history of movie making.
Silva’s backstory had potential; he’s supposed to have an autism-level brilliance for jigsaw puzzle-putting-together. He’s also got a tendency to escalate to insanity in a heartbeat, and uses a yellow rubber band around his wrist to help snap himself back to reality, by snapping it all film long.
The only comic relief is Malkovich’s character saying to no one in particular, while overhearing a James Silva tirade, “Will you please shut your bipolar mouth and do the op?” A computer tech chimes in, “Actually, it’s manic depression.” “No, he’s got cognitive associative disorder,” the drone operator suggests. “I think it’s paranoid schizophrenia,” offers yet another technician.
This all might serve as a metaphor for saying lots of rubber band snapping doth not constitute a clear-cut, recognizable characterization, and Wahlberg needs to never again appear in a scene without a trucker hat or do a lot of talking.