I was an early adopter of “Breaking Bad,” arguably one of the best television series to ever exist, so you’d guess that I, along with other super fans, would be clamoring for more. That’s why “El Camino: A Breaking Bad Movie” may have sounded good in theory, but turns out it’s far more story than anybody needed or wanted.
This Netflix original film picks up right where the acclaimed series left off: Jesse Pinkman (Aaron Paul) has escaped from captivity and flees in an old El Camino. He’s a wanted man who must come to terms with all the bad things he’s done, but all Jesse desires is to disappear forever. The film tells the next chapter in Jesse’s story through a series of flashbacks that feature fan favorite characters from the original series.
Since this continuation of the story is absolutely pointless and unnecessary, it’s hard to get too excited about the movie. It’s rather boring, and the plot is disappointing and thin. Paul turns in some great work here, but it’s distracting to see supposed flashbacks that feature much older actors trying to play younger versions of themselves.
Except for the enjoyable nostalgia that swells in the form of throwback cameos, writer / director Vince Gilligan probably should’ve left this one alone. Why tinker with perfection, bitch?