xXx is an action movie so loud, obnoxious and preposterous that you will literally feel your brain melting against the interior of your skull. What coke-fueled committee thought this one up?: an extreme sports athlete named Xander Cage (Vin Diesel), known to his extreme sports pals as “Triple X,” apparently has what it takes to be an undercover CIA operative and is recruited to serve his country by Agent Augustus Gibbons (Samuel L. Jackson). Soon, “Triple X” is off to various locales to infiltrate the lairs of drug dealers and terrorists, bang Euro babes, cause various explosions and engage in other EXTREME activity. xXx is the nadir of “attitude cinema,” a film that insults its audience to such EXTREMES that you’ll want to punch everyone in it in the face, except for maybe aforementioned Euro babe, Asia Argento. Jackson reprised his role in the sequel, xXx: State of the Union (2005), which featured Ice Cube as another unlikely dude at Uncle Sam’s service.
