Crank ended with Chev (Statham) taking a dive from a helicopter without a parachute. This is where High Voltage picks up. Chev ultimately lands face first in the middle of an intersection. Almost immediately upon landing, a van pulls up, some guys jump out, scrape him off the pavement with a snow shovel and speed away. The plot, what little there is, is underway.
Now, there is not much of a plot to this movie, just enough to keep it surging forward. The first film saw Chev injected with a poison that caused him to have to keep his adrenaline up, thus triggering that film's insanity. It seems that his ability to survive the poison has made his heart a wanted and desired commodity by a Chinese crime lord. To that end, the goons that scraped him off the pavement have removed his heart, replacing it with one of those temporary plastic hearts that is kept going by a battery on a belt. Can you guess what is coming?
Chev wakes up to find what these back alley doctors are doing, he then hops off the table, causes some mayhem on his way to the exit and is off to the races in search of his real heart. The problem is that his plastic heart battery is a little on the low side, meaning he needs to keep getting it juiced any way he can.
Crank: High Voltage is an absolute assault on the senses and good taste. There is no such thing as at taboo topic. The movie is filled with violence, nudity, profanity, and enough mind-numbing insanity to satiate to hardest of the hardcore adrenaline junkies. The one thing you cannot do when entering the theater, is keep your brain engaged. There is no need for it and it will more than likely end up splattered on the seat behind you.
As soon as Chev gets off the makeshift operating table, the action is non-stop. Chev is on a rampage, going through anyone and anything en route, to retrieving his heart. Along the way he makes use of all manner of power sources, from car cigarette lighters, to power transformers, to jumper cables, to little old ladies to keep his heart going. He steals cars, wrecks cars, breaks limbs, goes on a Godzilla-like rampage, and has sex in the middle of a horse track. Anything and everything goes.
This is the sort of movie that mainstream audiences do not get. It is weird, bizarre, and does not appear to contain any sort of brain, much less heart. That said, those who do get it, no matter who you are, will recognize the appeal if this sort of material. It almost defies explanation. Just thinking about all that went on gets me out of breath. Once it's over, you are just spat out into the darkness, exhausted, heart pounding, and utterly confused about what just happened.
Bottomline. If you are looking for a wild cinematic experience, this will definitely fill the bill. A video game brought to life, a cartoon in the flesh, Crank: High Voltage is the movie you have waiting for all year. You are unlikely to have a stranger experience all year.
Recommended.
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