In “Infinite,” Mark Wahlberg plays Evan McCauley, who discovers that he must rescue the planet. Photo credit: Paramount Pictures/Peter Mountain. This is when I discovered how much I like “Infinite”: Mark Wahlberg is speeding down a precipice on his motorcycle. A aircraft is flying parallel to the cliff’s edge. So he does what we’d all do: he drives over the cliff, lands his motorbike on the plane’s wing, and then comes to a halt. “Infinite” is a film at odds with itself till that point. On the one hand, it appears that there is a strong desire at work to turn “Infinite” become another “Matrix.” On the other side, the directors may feel compelled to just let go and transform “Infinite” into a gorgeous, epic picture.
The collision of the motorbike does not destroy the wing, nor does it force the plane to dip and throw Wahlberg off of it. And that’s only the beginning of the amusement. The following 10 minutes are filled with frantic aircraft activity. In essence, Wahlberg is on the scene to avert the extinction of all life on Earth — because that’s what the stakes are these days — and he’s looking for a battle. In general, it’s preferable for a filmmaker to embrace a film’s absurdity rather than confront it head on and hope the audience doesn’t notice anything is wrong. However, director Antoine Fuqua (“Training Day,” “Southpaw”) is a serious man, and for the most part, he attempts to sell the film. IMDB