Nick Jakoby: I think we might be in a Prophecy.
Daryl Ward: We’re not in a Prophecy, all right?
Nick Jakoby: How do you know?
Daryl Ward: We’re in a stolen Toyota Corolla.
And that is possibly the best scene in this movie. So I’ve probably gone ahead and saved you any random thoughts you may have had about watching this movie.
This movie is disjointed. It struggles with uneven narrative/pacing throughout. I watched it with a young adult who found the first part of it terse and exciting. And then it became … odd. The world is mostly explained through graffiti in the opening credits, which doesn’t help too much once an unlikely trio of characters go on the run with a stolen? misappropriated? taken into evidence? who the f&^k knows magic wand.
Our unlikely trio of characters. A black cop who is unashamedly against having an orc cop in his car. Oh, the irony. An orc cop who is honest and law abiding while the rest of the police department are corrupt. Oh, more irony. And a token female elf, who is named after a curry (exotic!), has a specialty feat in back flips and running up walls, and is otherwise condemned to a large non-contributory role as a helpless female.
There’s a whole new world in this movie, but it’s badly explained and the narrative just doesn’t flow. It is hurried from one cliché scene to the next: here they are getting in trouble with the local orc gang, here they are in a strip club shoot out, here they are getting in a fight that trashes a grocery store. Maybe the only good thing about it is that there is at least no unnecessary love story. Oh, and the quote about the car.