The Lost City review: “A breezy adventure that sticks to charted territory”

“Is this Taken?!?” asks a kidnapped Sandra Bullock in The Lost City. It’s not, thankfully. More like Romancing the Stone Redux, as a successful-but-adrift novelist (Bullock’s Loretta Sage) gets swept up in a jungle-based quest for a precious MacGuffin. 

But a key branching-off from Robert Zemeckis’ 1984 breakout (look out for the sly nod here) is that our protag pairs up not with a bird-hunting, wilderness-savvy Michael Douglas, but with an altogether less rugged Channing Tatum.

For it is Tatum’s Fabio-esque (the wig gets some nice comic mileage), out-of-his-depth book-cover-model Alan who stumbles into action when Loretta is “Tooken” by wicked billionaire Fairfax (an avidly petulant Daniel Radcliffe) to a remote island, in hopes that her knowledge of dead languages will help him nab the keys to the titular, treasure-rich kingdom.

One wheelbarrow-assisted rescue later and it’s San ‘n’ Chan versus the jungle, renegotiating their fractious relationship along the way. It’s here, amid scenes of campfire-building, hammock-wrangling, and – most memeable of all – leech-tackling (ahem), that the love/hate gears run smoothest. 

The stars are thoroughly game: Bullock performs pratfalls the equal of Miss Congeniality; Tatum bares enough skin to turn Magic Mike crimson. If only the script served them more snappy repartee on a par with their standout exchange about mansplaining. (Another keeper elsewhere is Bullock’s retort to Radcliffe’s snide ‘cat-lady’ jibes.)

Still, the leads’ chemistry is sturdy enough to ward off disappointment that The Lost City doesn’t, as originally mooted, reteam Bullock with The Proposal’s Ryan Reynolds. Meanwhile, amid a slew of scene-stealing contenders – no-BS publisher Da’Vine Joy Randolph, handy pilot Oscar Nuñez, Randy the goat – the film’s answer to Betty White emerges in the form of Brad Pitt as a soldier of fortune whose special skills do introduce a bit of a Taken vibe, albeit leavened with an explosive dose of farce.

If the film hits its set-piece peak with Pitt, later stages see The Lost City lose some lustre. Sibling helmers Aaron and Adam Nee (who also co-wrote, with Oren Uziel and Dana Fox) attempt to pump up the peril with creepy caves, fathomless depths and volcanic omens.

Yet few of the Romancing/Raiders echoes translate into the sort of seat-edge thrills that might distract from the prosaic revelations and predictable wrap-up. At least, over the course of nearly two hours, the Nees never get too bogged down in plot; this may not be the adventure of a lifetime, but it’s no jungle snooze.

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The Verdict


3 out of 5

The Lost City review: “A breezy adventure that sticks to charted territory”

Star power swings to the rescue of a breezy romantic adventure that sticks to charted territory. Tatum fans will go weak at the Nees’ use of their hero.

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