What Everyone Expected: Bryan Mills' (Liam Neeson) daughter got taken the first time, the second time he and his wife got taken, so who would be getting taken the third time? Either way, someone was going to get taken, right? What Actually Happened: Neeson confessed that he only signed on for a third film on the agreement that nobody would actually get kidnapped the third time, and so was born the very taken-less Taken 3. The movie shifts the focus of the franchise to give Mills and his daughter (Maggie Grace) another excuse to run around a city causing mayhem, when he's framed for the murder of his wife (Famke Janssen) and what follows is pretty much a very hackneyed, poorly edited reprise of The Fugitive...but with less one-armed men and more dodgy Russian accents. Surely the most basic aspect of these movies is that Liam Neeson punches his way through a fleet of terrorists to save a kidnapped loved one, yes? And that is exactly why they should never have bothered with this wretched sequel. What It Should Have Been Called: Taken The P*ss, Taken The Audience For A Ride or any of the various punny titles doing the rounds online. Take(n) Your Pick.
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