Beverly Hills Cop: Axel F (2024)

Director: Mark Molloy

Cast: Eddie Murphy, Joseph Gordon-Levitt, Taylour Paige, Judge Reinhold

Have I Seen It Before: Nope.

Did I Like It: The fourth film in the series is occasionally quite amusing, and always a little more than amiable. This immediately puts it ahead of Beverly Hills Cop III (1994) which is an interesting anti-comedy singularity, whose super gravity makes everything around it less funny, and for which I keep wanting to add things to my review*.

It’s also not nearly as funny as the original Beverly Hills Cop (1984). That’s not a terrible sin. Quick: Name a sequel that’s as good or even better than the original. I’m sure you’re coming up with several examples. And you’re right. Let’s make it a little more challenging: Name a comedy sequel that’s anywhere near as good as the original. I’ll wait**.

The slightly more troubling quality is that the film is thoroughly committed to eliciting memories of the first film, especially with those needle drops, that I think I may owe Beverly Hills Cop II (1987) an apology, as I callously accused that film of the same thing, and now never in a million years would I accuse Tony Scott of eating Martin Brest’s leftovers.

Also, did I hallucinate this, or did Axel (Murphy) claim to be celibate at the weirdest possible time in the weirdest possible way in this film? I mean, the notion of a comedy action star claiming to eschew the flesh isn’t the worst jumping off point for a movie, and in fact it would have been weirdly original idea. But here, it’s thrown in the mix without anything to back it up or pay it off, I can’t help but wonder if Murphy insisted on adding it into the film. Which only makes it weirder…

*Why the hell didn’t John Singleton direct that? He was right there. Come to think of it, why are all four directors in this series white? This feels a pointedly dumb ongoing choice.

**I might, might, give you Lethal Weapon 2 (1989) up against Lethal Weapon (1987), but I would contend that the original Weapon is far less of a comedy than the first Beverly Hills Cop, and it would likely be the least controversial opinion I would express that day.

Beverly Hills Cop III (1994)

Director: John Landis*

Cast: Eddie Murphy, Judge Reinhold, Héctor Elizondo, Theresa Randle

Have I Seen it Before: Never, and it’s a weird thing because I know I have seen moments from this film any number of times, as each of them tweaked a memory as the film unfurled. Swinging for the big Memorial Day weekend movie of 1994 as it was trying (and failed) to do, 30 second spots for this appeared all over my excessively re-watched VHS tapings of the series finale and fan-favorite marathon of Star Trek: The Next Generation.

Did I Like It: Reviled for thirty years, and basically ensuring that we would have to collectively agree to eradicate even the faintest gleam of memory of the film before a fourth movie could even be considered, I went in thinking surely the film couldn’t be that bad. Certainly not as fresh as the original Beverly Hills Cop (1984), but Eddie Murphy in an R-rated comedy directed by John Landis** has to have some redeeming value to it.

And yet, no. This is some kind of weird void of anti-comedy. Did the editor lose a bet and have to come up with the worst possible takes for each shot? Was this the true start of the several years in which Murphy couldn’t find a joke in a film with a flashlight and the Lord on his side? Maybe all of these things, but I found this a surprisingly laugh-free endurance test, weirdly focused on the ins and outs of jurisdictional issues and theme park management.

Most people—including Murphy himself, if memory serves—have said that the problems center on him, not feeling the mood of Axel Foley during the filming and only taking on the film because it was a guaranteed big paycheck at the onset of what would prove to be a bit of a career downturn.

And then something occurs to me. I know now why I have such a weird memory for moments in this film. There’s only about 30 seconds of Murphy being light on his feet—or, for that matter, smiling—through the film, and that was what made it on TV way back when.

But you’re telling me that Landis*** couldn’t have at least made something lively out of this? Didn’t he make The Blues Brothers (1980)?

*Insert your own “what’s the worst thing John Landis has ever done” joke here, and be duly awarded your bad taste points.

**One more chance for that joke. Nothing yet? I’ll see if I can check back in before the end of the review.

***Last chance!

Beverly Hills Cop II (1987)

Director: Tony Scott

Cast: Eddie Murphy, Judge Reinhold, Jürgen Prochnow, Ronny Cox

Have I Seen It Before: Maybe pieces of it? Probably not a great sign that I can’t honestly differentiate cable airings of either of the first two films from each other.

Did I Like It: That sameness can be somewhat of charming in a film series I  already love (I’m awkwardly looking in your direction, Back to the Future (1985)), but here going through the same beats and the same lines (I don’t know why I’m mainly thinking of Paul Reiser’s “This is not my… (blank)”, but I am) means that the whole affair is an exercise in everything that is bad about a sequel*.

In fact, there only seems to be two main difference between this and the first Beverly Hills Cop (1984). The only real difference seems to be is that you can see it in Murphy’s eyes. He’s not happy to be here like he was in the original. This feels like the beginning of a long slow descent for Murphy into frightfully unfunny family films. He only lights up when he meets Hugh Hefner, in a moment that seems to have been built solely to fuel a trailer. Murphy isn’t helped by Tony Scott, primarily not a comedy director, although he does do what Tony Scott does well enough.

If the film were smarter, and fresher, you’d think there would be plenty of room for Tony Scott to do his Tony Scott thing. But no, the Tony Scott-ness takes all the air out of the room and what we’re left with is a pretty okay action movie.

*I will admit I am saying all of this having as yet watched Beverly Hills Cop III (1994).

**I will admit I am saying all of this having as yet watched Beverly Hills Cop: Axel F (2024) (dumb title). Maybe he gets better?

Beverly Hills Cop (1984)

Director: Martin Brest

Cast: Eddie Murphy, Judge Reinhold, John Ashton, Ronny Cox

Have I Seen it Before: I mean, sure. A guy has cable growing up, he’d almost have to.

Did I Like It: A movie like this, so firmly established as one of the great action comedies can really only be analyzed through a series of questions.

How can a film that weirdly defaults to casual homophobia still be charming or even amusing several years later? I’m not sure I have a lot of answers for that one, or at least any satisfying ones. Eddie Murphy is charming, but funny foreign voices are sure carrying quite a bit of the weight here.

What happened to Eddie Murphy? Your mileage may vary, but this is about as good as Murphy gets on film. He’s funny, but it’s more than that. There’s a fierce intelligence to Axel Foley that makes every laugh stick harder than it might otherwise. He’s a hero for the cinematic ages, not unlike the wily nonconformists found in Bugs Bunny and Charlie Chaplin shorts.

But let’s get to the big question: What happened to Martin Brest? He made great movies (I have a vague but insistent desire to watch both Midnight Run (1988) and Scent of Woman (1992) right now. I’d even be up for taking in Meet Joe Black (1998), crazy bus crash and all, as long as I could run the trailer for Star Wars - Episode I: The Phantom Menace (1999) beforehand and have everyone leave before the movie starts. He makes one notable flop in Gigli (2003) and never gets to make a film again? What about Tim Burton? He hasn’t made a really interesting film in thirty years! What if we decided to return Steven Spielberg to the store after 1941 (1979)? Can anyone really account for the litany of do-overs we keep giving to J.J. Abrams.