The first Raid is
a film that feels easy to dismiss. It’s light on plot or really narrative of
any kind. Instead, it’s almost pure “termite art”; a film that is a relentless
action-packed thriller, crafting one breathless, mesmerizing action setpiece
after another. The film follows a SWAT team in Indonesia attempting to oust a
drug kingpin from the apartment high-rise that he has lay claim to as his base of
operations.
The film is essentially an exercise in style and one that’s
obsessed with genre elements. Regardless though, it is the kind of expertly
crafted, tightly edited and intelligently staged action film – indebted to
martial arts films as much as Hong Kong action – that just doesn’t really get
made anymore. The Raid has one goal
in mind: ninety minutes of neck-breaking, ungodly intense action – all forward
motion and no time for a second thought, or breath.
This sequel has that same desire as well. But it also yearns
to be so very much more. It’s insanely ambitious. Compared to the last film, there’s
actually a fairly meaty story involving Rama (Iko Uwais), the protagonist of
the first film, going undercover to weed out corrupt cops working with the mob.
Rama spends two years in prison to earn some cred and befriends Uco (Arifin
Putra), the son of a mob boss (Tio Pakusadewo).
The film still features the first’s riveting action
sequences but they’re spread out, punctuating the larger narrative rather than
defining it. Where the first was a lean ninety minutes, the sequel is a muscular
two and a half hours long. Where the first film used one apartment building as
its playground, the sequel uses the city of Jakarta as its stomping grounds.
The Raid 2 is
certainly attempting to go bigger but it truly wants to earn that grander
scale. Claustrophobia is exchanged for an operatic vision where Rama’s struggle
to maintain his sense of honor while compromising his integrity is part and
parcel for the fight of the city – which may or may not already be beyond
saving. The themes are still minimal but they’re fuller than they were in the
first film, taking the background question of honor and duty (and their ties to
masculine identity) and putting them to the forefront.
None of the first film’s “coolness” has been lost; indeed,
it’s even branched out into new areas, adopting some American gangster chic of
the past two decades, including Goodfellas
and Quentin Tarantino’s films. Some
of this style becomes a bit overplayed and needlessly florid at times (i.e. a female
assassin who uses only hammers, cuz why the heck not; it looks awesome!!). But more often than not, the film nicely matches
its heightened criminality to its Spartan fighting and violence; and it’s every
bit as exhilarating as the first film, if not more so.
In a lot of ways, the film outmatches its predecessor by
reaching to be so much more. The Raid 2
could have just given us more of the same and that likely would have been
acceptable and entertaining for fans of the first. Instead, it challenges
itself to be better – and it largely succeeds. It may slag in places – it comes
to a halt in places where it needs to refuel the tank to build up to another
action sequence -- but its shortcomings seem to come from a place of trying to be better and do more, and occasionally, understandably, missing the mark.

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