Mouths and motors both run in Hit & Run
Hit & Run, a new action comedy engineered by faintly Muppety co-director/writer/star Dax Shepard, is as much about running mouths as running motors, and injects estrogen into the few remaining enclaves of American testosterone, muscle cars and FM cock rock.
Shepard plays Charlie Bronson, a 35-year old in Nowheresville whose life, as we see it, consists of pep-talking up his academic girlfriend, Annie (Kristen Bell), qualified for nothing better than teaching at the local community college by her over-rarefied Ph.D. in conflict resolution. Conflict duly arrives when a prestigious opening at the first department specializing in her chosen field is announced, in Los Angeles. L.A. happens to be the one place Charlie can't go, though, for Charlie's name is not really Charlie, and he is in the Witness Protection Program — but he's in love, so he offers to drive Annie into the lion's den.
The name "Charles Bronson" and the '67 Lincoln Continental that Charlie takes out of mothballs for the trip should establish Hit & Run's cinematic pedigree, along with the pursuing Cannonball Run entourage Charlie and Annie pick up as they head west: Annie's absurd ex, Gil (Michael Rosenbaum); the federal marshal appointed to Charlie, Randy (Tom Arnold); and, finally, the former accomplice whom Charlie's testimony put in jail, Alex Dimitri (Bradley Cooper) — because, contrary to the less-culpable backstory he has given Annie, Charlie used to be a bank-job getaway driver named Yul Perkins.