Is the title a score? -- as in, the Fast and the Furious all knotted up at two. Or is it a head count, a poll? The ex-cop from Los Angeles (Paul Walker, resuming his role from the unquantified The Fast and the Furious of two years earlier) is undeniably fast, but his ex-con boyhood pal from Barstow (R&B singer Tyrese, attempting to fill the huge pecs and biceps of Vin Diesel) is not only fast but furious as well. But then, the Miami drug lord who is induced, in an FBI sting operation, to hire the two as drivers is pretty furious himself, in concert with his two knuckleheaded henchmen, none of whom is notably fast. The drug lord's undercover-agent mistress, meantime, is in no way fast (unless maybe the way of Ingrid Bergman in Notorious) nor in the least bit furious. Current count: 2 Fast, 4 Furious. But the street-racing fraternity who come to the aid of our heroes in the climactic car chase swell the ranks of the fast, and the boyhood pal cools off and quits being quite so furious. Better title: More Fast Than Furious. Better yet: More Dull Than Either Fast or Furious. Director John Singleton, who has been known to be socially conscious (Rosewood) and even entertaining (Shaft), goes glazed-eyed and ga-ga over the hot cars, hot babes, hot prospects. With Eva Mendes, Cole Hauser, James Remar. (2003) — Duncan Shepherd