Published on: 22nd July, 2010
“Who is Salt?” is the question posed, for the past month or so, on the
side of just about every bus in the land. To the extent that “Salt”
is a mystery, the question is apt enough. Is she — played at high
velocity and with steely ferocity by — a Russian mole, a superassassin or a little of both? But to
the much greater extent that “Salt,” directed by from a screenplay by Kurt
Wimmer, is an action movie, the more salient question might be: What
does Salt do?
You name it. On the run from suspicious colleagues in the C.I.A. after
she has been slandered or had her deep cover blown by a Russian defector
(Daniel Olbrychski), Salt sheds her shoes and then her underwear (so as
to blind a security camera and spike the blood pressure of at least
half the audience) and proceeds to assemble a rocket launcher out of
office furniture and cleaning supplies. That’s just an overture, really,
to a symphony of hurtling, fairly ingenious fights and escapes. Salt
leaps from the roofs of moving trucks on her way out of Washington and
then — once in New York — enacts vengeance, pre-emptive mayhem and
self-defensive killing using spider venom, plastic explosives and stolen
clothes.
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