The first "Fast & The Furious" was an ordinary B-movie clone of the far more enjoyable and superior "Point Break" although with cars rather than surfing. So now comes 2F2F, a clone of a clone which sadly blows - not unexpectedly though. The first 'Fast' had several things going for it - the then blossoming star power of Vin Diesel, a likeable buddy chemistry between him and Paul Walker, and at least an attempt at a story into which were inserted some admittedly exciting set pieces.
2F2F doesn't even bother with a script, relying on a cliched C-grade drug smuggling by a rich guy plot that feels like something out of a bad 80's detective show (you spend half the film expecting to see Tom Selleck or Don Johnson popping up). Of course to hide this blatant retro retread, there's more reliance on car races and indeed the amount of horse power in this film will make autofans get hard in envy. Sadly with the exception of an admittedly fun opening race and a 'dash for a package' audition sequence - the action in this is unimpressive.
Walker and Tyrese play it macho but with a bit of tension, neither particularly pushing the acting bounds but doing work efficient enough for the format. The claims that this is "one of the most undertoned pieces of homoeroticism since 'My Own Private Idaho'" is totally out of proportion and short of looking extremely hard for it you ain't going to find anything short of one or two lines which could be construed either way and even then its a stretch.
Devon Aoki makes a likeable street racing girl and provides more life on screen than the main female lead role played flatly by Eva Mendez. Cole Hauser and James Remar turn in thoroughly uninteresting turns, the former doing the baddy as some almost over the top Bond villain without the world domination motif. But the acting turns aren't what people come to see its the cars and certainly there's some nice ones on display but Singleton's shooting technique is fast cut and all too tight, never really getting an effective sense of the power that these machines have.
The pacing also veers wildly though towards the end it settles into a comfortable rhythm as the action actually serves the plot instead of feeling tacked onto it like the rest of the film. Music is the standard forgettable rock score, the visuals give Miami a nice but all too glamorous a look and humour is pretty much non-existent. Its good they tried to change the direction of the series after the first film, but they kind of took it the wrong way. Reverse away from this as fast as you can.