I went in expecting blood, violence, gore, boobs, bad one-liners and a whole lot of ridiculousness—and that's exactly what I got.
It's pretty impressive that Robert Rodriguez was able to actually fill out an entire movie with things he came up with for a fake trailer and make it look very, very close.
There are a couple of roles that were recast and a few scenes that had to play out differently than originally planned, but it still worked. Steven Seagal did good work and DeNiro looked like this was the most fun he's had in a movie in a long time. A bunch of young girls snickered every time Lindsay Lohan was on screen, which re-enforced my opinion that even if she does get more work, she's got a long way to go before people ever take her for more than a complete joke. Which is kind of a shame, because Mean Girls was awesome.
All in all, I enjoyed it. Good way to spend a Friday night.
One gripe: If you have a child and you can't find or don't want to pay for a sitter, don't go to the movies. More importantly, don't bring your fucking two year old to an incredibly violent movie that starts at 10:30 at night. That kid should be home in bed. They should not be watching naked women pull cell phones out of their vaginas and heads being chopped off. They really shouldn't.
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