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Review: Tracers

With an interest but no clue, Tracers is vehicle for its cast and crew to hopefully become famous one day, a film that would unquestionably be more fun to be in than to watch.

Parkour, the act of aggressive running, jumping, and tumbling to get around, and an activity that in 2015 is some ten years old, is at the heart of this pedestrian adventure starring Twilight alum Taylor Lautner.

A generic plot is wrapped around the goal of showcasing parkour: Lautner is Cam, a bike courier behind on rent and other bills who encounters a group of street kids that trade in the theatric and daring. Pressured by people to whom he owes a debt, Cam is enthralled with the freedom that falling with style brings, as well as a beautiful seductress who runs with the group.

Romance ensues while Cam gets in over his head with gangs and colleagues, and everything follows according to its cinematic template, checking box after box in the genre.

Sure, Tracers is dated, silly, and basically a poor man’s version of the energetically fun and silly Premium Rush, but the goal certainly isn’t to be novel, compelling, or memorable. It’s to feature a hopeful star in Lautner, who does have a certain likeability and charm. It’s the third feature by Daniel Benmayor, and also showcases rising Canadian starlet Marie Avgeropoulos; it surely was fun to make by the looks of it.

It gets ridiculous, but you know what you’re getting into with Tracers:  too genuine to be offensive, but too serious to be campy fun. You can watch at home, just don’t try it I suppose.

[star v=2]

Anthony Marcusa

A pop-culture consumer, Anthony seeks out what is important in entertainment and mocks what is not. Inspired by history, Anthony writes with the hope that someone, somewhere, might be affected.