Ratner compensates with a fun car chase in the film's midsection, but the onus largely rests on ridiculous plot and depressing comedy to keep the picture moving. Rush Hour 3 consequently has some fights for Chan, but they're not terribly satisfying. plot) has been muddied by Chan's age and desire to branch out as an actor as his physical abilities inevitably diminish. And there's no denying that as the years have flown, the issue of the ratio of action to acting (a.k.a. Chan brings his own stunt team and his own staggering experience in staging action and directing films, and he's admitted to frustrations with the Hollywood way of doing things (and, I suspect, director Brett Ratner, who effectively stands back and lets Chan direct his own action). The Rush Hour films have always had an uneasy relationship to Chan's genius for comedic action. Did I mention Max von Sydow skulks around trying not to get pegged as a bad guy?
They'll go to any lengths to protect their secrets, and one of the gangsters (played by Sunshine's Hiroyuki Sanada) has a personal connection to Lee that complicates the investigation. Turns out the Chinese Triad crime syndicate is behind the nefarious murder plot. An assasination attempt brings our heroes back together and eventually off to the City of Lights to assure the security of an upcoming summit. The action begins in L.A., where world's worst cop Carter directs traffic to crash as Lee plays bodyguard at the World Criminal Court.
Screenwriter Jeff Nathanson sends the endlessly bickering couple to Paris, where the great director Roman Polanski gives them a rectal exam. Now that Chan's noble detective Lee has been a fish out of water in L.A., and Tucker's racially insensitive detective Carter has been a fish out of water in Hong Kong, Rush Hour 3 has no new territory to cover. After an absence of six years, Chris Tucker's overcooked shtick hasn't aged well, and neither has the Rush Hour formula.
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