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The only thing that stretches credulity more than a woman president who picks up an automatic weapon to blast a gang of baddies at a global economic summit is the idea of a woman president, period. That’s the ironic and sad truth of Patricia Riggen’s action thriller G20, in which Viola Davis plays a war hero who has become president of the United States, with all the risks and responsibilities the position entails. Someday we really will have a Black woman president, or at least a return to intelligent, sensible leadership. Until that happens, we’ll have to make do with the wish-fulfilment fantasy of G20, a movie that does little more than tick off a selection of action-movie boxes—though some of them are at least ticked off with a satisfying click.
G20 opens with a scene in which a young woman valiantly does her best to protect a digital thingamob of great importance; she fails. The next thing we know, the president, Davis’s Danielle Sutton, is being roused from her bed to deal with a domestic crisis. Her 17-year-old daughter, Serena (Marsai Martin), has managed to sneak out of the White House to go clubbing, somehow eluding the gimlet eye of the Secret Service. Serena is a tech whiz; she also has a brother, Demetrius (Christopher Farrarr), who’s very sweet but seems to have no discernible talents—this is a movie where the women are the ones who shine, although First Gentleman Derek Sutton (Anthony Anderson) does have a moment where he blams a baddie who threatens to harm his family—but let’s not get ahead of ourselves.
After the press learns of Serena’s fairly harmless teenage breakout, a journalist mockingly asks Danielle how citizens can expect her to protect them when she can’t keep track of her own family. That’s when she decides Serena and Demetrius should accompany her and Derek on their trip to Cape Town, South Africa, for the G20 summit. The kids protest, but in the end, they have no choice. And so, when a group of crypto…
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