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*Hit & Run (R)

The stars of Hit & Run, a half-baked cross-country romp in the style of smirking, for-the-hell-of-it '90s flicks like The Chase and Excess Baggage, are a thoroughly likable bunch. Of course, as stars that's kind of their job, but in recent years, talent I'd mentally written off as the minor kind have found these weird little grooves that I've just completely fallen for.

Dax Shepard, the formerly dopey sidekick to Ashton Kutcher on Punk'd, for example, has shined on NBC's Parenthood, where his clashes with his son's mother, played with big empathy by Hit & Run co-star Joy Bryant, reveal deep reservoirs within both actors.

Similarly, Kristen Bell, who happens to be Shepard's real-life fiancée, too often finds herself in roles that require her to be less intelligent and funny than she is when she's not acting. That was made clear by appearances abroad when The Late Show With Craig Ferguson went to Paris last summer. Ferguson and Bell, backdropped by the City of Light, hit a rom-com groove that proved them unlikely late-night soulmates, a vibe that much more expensive productions (When In Rome) failed to elicit.

Hell, even Hit & Run co-star Tom Arnold has his brilliance.

Hit & Run, written and co-directed by Shepard, puts all this talent on the road for some cheesy '90s mayhem. Sounds great, right? Well, it's not. But it's sort of good, in a way.

Shepard plays Charlie Bronson, a former getaway driver currently hiding out with a new, oblivious girlfriend, conflict-resolution specialist Annie (Bell) and under the protection of a Witness Protection agent (Arnold). Bronson gets into the type of car trouble that necessitates unloading a clip from his glock near a couple of kids playing in the front yard and through the window of their house, where their mother watches over them.

When his girlfriend's ex-boyfriend (Smallville's Michael Rosenbaum) discovers Bronson's true identity as bank thief Yul Perkins, he tips off the angry criminals that this mysterious new boyfriend ratted out years ago, led by a dreadlocked Bradley Cooper, thus kicking off a wacky road trip involving some kind of Middle Eastern Ponzi scheme.

That sounds just shitty, doesn't it? Well, that's literally what happens in this movie. And what these movies require is against-all-odds chemistry, and thankfully, Shepard and Bell have that in spades.

The film starts sweetly enough, on a close-up of the pair in bed exchanging sweet nothings with just a hint of insult in the way that only new lovers can pull off. Later, when he matter-of-factly directs her to strap herself into his tricked-out muscle car so they can outrun someone, her expression hardly changes, not because the performance is wooden but because she trusts him in a way that requires some blind faith.

Hell, even when she catches up to his true identity and backstory, it's the lying she has trouble with more than his actions. By the end, they're in a dune buggy planted on a college campus, Shepard sweetly whispering to her bedraggled face that he'll never say "faggot" again.

If that doesn't sway you, then you didn't grow up with the movies I did, and that's OK. You're really not missing much. But if any of this makes you grin even a little, then you should probably go ahead and take this ride.

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Hit & Run

Official Site: hitandrunmovie.com

Director: David Palmer and Dax Shepard

Writer: Dax Shepard

Producer: Andrew Panay, Nate Tuck, Kim Waltrip and Jim Casey

Cast: Dax Shepard, Kristen Bell, Bradley Cooper, Kristin Chenoweth, Tom Arnold, Beau Bridges, Joy Bryant and Michael Rosenbaum

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