Top Gun: Maverick is the Perfect Adrenaline-Fueled Sequel to the Original
If Top Gun needed to say it, Top Gun: Maverick makes you feel the need... the need for speed.

Set in 1977, back when sex was safe, pleasure was a business and business was booming, idealistic porn producer Jack Horner aspires to elevate his craft to an art form. Horner discovers Eddie Adams, a hot young talent working as a busboy in a nightclub, and welcomes him into the extended family of movie-makers, misfits and hangers-on that are always around. Adams' rise from nobody to a celebrity adult entertainer is meteoric, and soon the whole world seems to know his porn alter ego, "Dirk Diggler". Now, when disco and drugs are in vogue, fashion is in flux and the party never seems to stop, Adams' dreams of turning sex into stardom are about to collide with cold, hard reality.
If Top Gun needed to say it, Top Gun: Maverick makes you feel the need... the need for speed.
We’ve always known that Edgar Wright is a mixologist when it comes to blending sound, light, colour, and texture. This is especially true in the first act of the film. In fact, all of my positive feedback is directed exclusively at the first act of this film.
Despite everything it was capable of, all of these poor choices strung together amount to nothing more than a counter-productive film.