For those of you who aren’t familiar with the first film, 2002’s “The Transporter,” was about Frank Martin, an ex-forces operative who transports packages for the criminal underworld.

The most captivating component in the first film was Frank, who appeared to be a bit of a flat character in the first few scenes with his inhumanly composed disposition, but just like anything unusual it tends to grow on you. In the second film. our favorite no-nonsense hero returns, played again by Jason Statham. Frank appears to have settled into the role of a chauffer driving a young boy Jack (Hunter Clay) to and from school, and wherever his mother Audrey Billings (Amber Valetta) desires. Frank’s life of order is once again dismantled when Frank takes Jack to a doctor’s appointment where a clever plot to kidnap the boy is exposed. That is when we are introduced to Lola, an emaciated blonde whose intrepid tactics speak for themselves: at one point this Paris Hilton look-a-like single-handedly guns down a police unit that shows up at the scene after Frank and Jack manage to make a temporary getaway.

The leading adversary behind the kidnapping, that appears to be Lola’s boyfriend, is Gianni (Alessandro Gassman). He is not the well-contrived nutcase that Lola appears to be. Gianni is a wealthy Columbian career criminal who has been commissioned by drug lords to ransom Jack as well as infect Jack with a highly contagious virus that he anticipates will spread to Jack’s father Jackson Billings (Mathew Modine), who is the head of the United States Narcotics Agency.

The second film, unlike the first, has more of a richly based plot, actual dynamic characters and scenes that are so incredibly unrealistic it will have any action-film guru cheering.

However, viewers who don’t revel in Keanu Reeve’s awesomeness in defying gravity in “The Matrix”, or sing the gospel of “XXX”, might find some of the action scenes appalling; however, I’ve come to realize that the unrealistic qualities in this film is what gives the film, and especially the main character its unique spark. A good example of what I’m talking about: Frank is besieged by at least a dozen men. After he chops a portly fellow with an ax and sidekicks another with a pipe and so on, he straightens his tie and composes himself, and continues on his crusade.

Being a fan of James Bond, I’m all to familiar with the scenario – of the hero facing impossible odds- however, I’m blown away, and I think the audience will be, too, by the way Frank so effortlessly and strategically overcomes his opponents.

Even Mr. Bond whined a little while saving the world, and didn’t always approach the problem at hand with as much precision as Frank.