Film Review — Top Gun: Maverick


Brent Northup

Top Gun: Maverick

At the Cinemark

America’s “last great movie star” has accepted another mission impossible: Bring streamers back to theaters.

The bait is “Top Gun: Maverick,” a sequel to the 1986 blockbuster “Top Gun,” which grossed $367 million, and cemented 24-year old Tom Cruise as a shooting star.

Deciding to cast Cruise as a young Gun — at age 59 — was risky business. The studio had a simple wish: “Show us the money.”

After seeing my first in-person blockbuster in three years, this certified Tom Cruise cynic must begrudgingly admit “Maverick” is an entertaining ride.

I’m not alone. The fly-boy sequel with an aging fly-man in the cockpit has earned a mind-numbing 97% rating on Rotten Tomatoes.

The appeal is an old-fashioned recipe of technical wizardry, a simple bomb-the-target story held together by an engaging ensemble of actors. Stir in sadness, forgiveness and love — and bring to a boil.

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