Sandra Bullock attends the UK Special Screening of The Lost City at Cineworld Leicester Square. Photo / Getty Images
The Lost City (M, 112mins)
Directed by Aaron Nee and Adam Nee
"What if I fall and die?" was Sandra Bullock's reason for ceasing doing her own stunt work 10 years ago, before becoming a mother. It's such a Bullock thing to say and The Lost City is full of one-liners
like that. It's an action-adventure that seems written for her, even the wordless bits.
As Loretta Sage, romance writer, Bullock manages to use her whole body, clad in a glittery pink onesie, to create dozens of hilarious moments as she tries to escape the billionaire bad guy, Abigail (yes, Abigail) Fairfax (Daniel Radcliffe), or better still, beat him to the ancient crown of fire that belonged to King Calaman from fictional ancient times.
Shouldn't be too hard. He has only a scruffy piece of parchment with hieroglyphics to guide him to the treasure reputedly hidden in a lost temple, and a small army of henchmen, while Loretta has her smarts, her ability to translate the hieroglyphics on the parchment, which is why Fairfax abducts her, and Alan (Channing Tatum).
Worryingly, Alan starts out as being more of a liability than an asset. He looks good posing in a blond wig and bronzed bod for the cover of Loretta's books, which is his job, but he wants more: he wants to be the one to save abducted Loretta and he wants Loretta to stop being a grieving widow, a prickly one at that, and at least notice him. Better still, to be attracted to him, and his physical prowess. But Alan's no match for professional rescuer Jack Trainer (Brad Pitt), or is he?
