Artificer Michael Bay returns to form with an absurd and cocaine heist film
A small intimate sequence at Michael Bay. © Universal
We don’t shoot Ambulance
Published on 30.03.2022
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Ambulance” A film by Michael Bay, it has almost become a genre in itself. The American director specializing in blockbusters that break everything – the house in The Rock, an asteroid in Armageddon, the ears in Bad Boys 2, the feet in Transformers – had not done anything on the big screen for five years with the pitiful Transformers: The Last Knight and a detour to Netflix with the incomprehensible 6 Underground. So Michael Bay is back in great shape with Ambulance, a giant chase sprinkled with hostage taking in the streets of Los Angeles.
Undoubtedly aware that he has pushed the slider of backfiring, virile and overpriced nanardism too far over the past thirty years, the filmmaker seems to want to return to simpler pleasures. It is neither in space, nor at sea, nor in the air that Michael Bay anchors his latest delivery, but on the asphalt. We reassure you, it does not mean that he keeps his feet on the ground so much the spectacle
