Furious 7: it would be overly generous to say that James Wan is telling a good story (as much as it would be naïve to expect it to be one); the excuse of a plot is there merely as the connective tissue for the (increasingly outlandish) action set pieces. The characters are, if that, paper-thin, so acting quality is irrelevant (needs to be said, however, that Vin Diesel has a great voice). Both the editing and the camera work opt for an hyper-kinetic style; Marc Spicer and Stephen F. Windon’s camera is always moving, even when there is no need or reasoning to. For better or worse, this is summer cinema at its apex.