Boys will be boys, and men love their toys. Courier by day, sexy assassin in a sportscar by night, Frank Martin (Jason Statham) seems to have it all. Sympathetic, cute, buff (with a GQ wardrobe), able to leap tall buildings, survive plane crashes, and even chauffeur an 8-year-old boy to school – all the qualities any single woman would want on her next match.com fix-up. Following up on his 2001 adventure “Transporter,” Statham gets caught in a web of treachery while trying to protect a drug enforcement officer (Matthew Modine), his wife, and their young son, all targeted with a deadly virus. Since Statham “doesn’t make promises he can’t keep” (we girls love an honest man), he must save the boy and stop the ‘terrorists,’ who include an annoying hit-woman (Kate Nauta) with slutty eye-makeup and a Victoria Secret and Uzi fetish – not necessarily in that order. Director Louis Leterrier lends some slick direction, but it’s writers Luc Besson and Robert Mark Kamen who again know how to deliver the goods. Besson, after all, is the genius behind “La Femme Nikita,” while Kamen did Jet Li’s “Kiss of the Dragon” years back (it’s one of my top rental recommendations). Both these writers know their Ninja moves and add a sense of comic timing. The pediatrician scene alone is the most frightening and original this year. (Or even last year.) No matter what you think of the movie, I can’t imagine there’s a film critic cool enough to capture the cool sexiness of “Transporter 2” in words. Even though I’m a girly-girl type – and the only woman in the audience when I saw the movie – I loved every bloody, gruesome, nasty, and completely unnecessary second of it.
