American Ultra - Armados e Alucinados

American ULTRA is an action-packed comedy that doesn't deserve the bad rep it's been getting. The writing was really strong; Max Landis injected clever and quirky dialogue into a pretty simple story, giving it its own definitive personality. There's a ton of pot smoking, there's a whole lot of killing, and Jesse Eisenberg plays a badass action hero. Yea. If you're not down with any of that, don't watch this movie.

The chemistry between Jesse Eisenberg and Kristen Stewart, who've worked together before, is one of the best things American ULTRA has going for it. You completely believe them as this young couple; the 'tree and car' metaphor in the film, despite being top-tier pot talk, was quite touching. I can't really say the same thing about Topher Grace though; almost everything he said was outright cringe-worthy and over-the-top. It's strange though because, on paper, his character is a perfect match for the kind of tone this film was going for. Unfortunately, he just ended up feeling out of place.

Many people are describing this movie as a cross between Pineapple Express and Bourne Identity, and it's difficult to argue against that. I know what you're thinking; it's a bizarre marriage indeed. But when you watch this, the amalgamation actually works. The jokes don't always hit, but the action hits hard. And while it's engaging and well choreographed, the film never takes itself too seriously; the balance between stoner comedy and crazy, bloody violent action is handled well, not as seamless as one would hope though. And through all the insanity that transpires, American ULTRA still manages to maintain a heart.

I can positively say that I enjoyed watching American ULTRA. Is it a great movie? Hell no! I wouldn't even call it good, but it's funny when it needs to be, the violence, while excessive at times, always fit the story, and it's original. If you're someone who wants Hollywood to simmer down with all the reboots and sequels, then go see American ULTRA in theatres. You'll have fun and, at the same time, be supporting originality in cinema.

I had a great time with this movie. Jesse Eisenbergs character is really likable and and laid back, even in the face of explosions and gunshots. It's not An Oscar worthy movie, but it is what it is. A fun action movie.

I just watched it for the 3rd time over the last 6yrs and was still entertained. It's not a perfect movie, but it's fun and if you're just looking for pure entertainment, it's worth the watch: funny moments, full of action and some solid actors (along with a couple so-so ones). Laugher was great and even brought some emotion to his last scene. Flaws: Stewart in the female lead wasn't a great choice and it wasn't Toffer's best acting, the drug dealer was cartoonish and it could've benefited from some additional character development and more details about the back story. I'm giving it 8 stars, because despite all its flaws, it's genuinely an enjoyable watch and you won't be bored. I don't regret watching it... again.

Anyone who watches this movie and takes it at face value won't enjoy it. As is often the case with over the top, over exaggerated movie, check your common sense at the door and ride it like a roller coaster.

American Ultra is ultra violent, ultra simplistic and yes, a little stupid. But I think it's supposed to be?

As B Movie or just "childish R Rated" pleasure, this movie works. A lot of things going for it actually: a very punch mise en scène, some good casting and good performances from Kristen Stewart & co. given the genre and topic.... and yes, good fun.

Given the negative reviews, this may sound defensive but I am sure that a lot of people will enjoy it for what it is. DOn't expect the next Avengers and yes, don't expect anything deep.

On paper, the titter-worthy concept of jittery Jesse Eisenberg playing a covert, highly-trained Kung Fu Wrecking Machine is an undeniably comical one, and, happily, 'American Ultra' noisily makes the most of this garish incongruity. As an ardent 'Cheech and Chong' fan, I still maintain a healthy interest in THC-addled anti-heroes, and Jessie Eisenberg's muddle-headed misfit Mike Howell makes for an engagingly brain-frizzled, plaid-shirted, permanently baked buffoon, who slovenly disguises his seriously savage set of combat skills behind a disarmingly shaggy veneer of Eddie Vedder grunginess, witheringly lightning-swift reflexes, and a fearsome physical dexterity that includes an inventive, death-dealing ability to turn seemingly benign domestic implements into crudely effective weapons, in Mike's steely, tobacco-stained hands even a paltry teaspoon can horrifically herald an especially grisly doom for any poor wretch that uncomfortably finds themselves gorily speared upon the angry end of said outwardly innocent-looking crockery!

There is a pleasingly gaudy unreality to 'American Ultra' that I found immensely satisfying, the preternaturally drab late-night convenience store Mike 'works' at has an eerily deserted, Stephen King-esque demeanour, and I get the strong impression that the only customer he has ever served is the demonstratively anxious Government agent (Connie Britton) that clumsily activates Mike's previously dormant ability to auspiciously Van Dammage all that deign to tarry unadvisedly in his volatile proximity! The set-up is simplicity itself, Mike & Phoebe Larson (Kristen Stewart) are the adorably fuzzy-wuzzy stoner couple whose Ganja-garlanded bliss is royally fubar'd by the murderous machinations of a malevolent mob of black-hatted assassins, which forms the exhilaratingly bloody catalyst for the blackly funny, graphically violent, bonged-out Bourne buffoonery! Subtlety is resolutely not American Ultra's strong point, and like any hyperbolically-inclined, bullet-blasted actioner, a generous suspension of disbelief is absolutely essential, and there is a thrillingly kinetic, brashly cartoonish quality which suited the film's hyperreal milieu, while this isn't exactly 'The Manchurian Candidate' for the 'Ghost World' generation, it is quite frequently a delightfully dumb, hugely fun, brain-fried good time! And I must say, that the bizarrely earnest scene wherein the understandably discombobulated Mike ingenuously asks his no less beleaguered girlfriend Phoebe if he was a robot genuinely cracked me up! Stewart & Eisenberg are a B-movie marijuana made in heaven!