Some guy... RUGBY15 or something was talking about how awful this movie is. Well let me tell you he is dead wrong...
Sort of.
Yes. The movie is bad in all those ways he mentions, but what's worse is the music. A character can't even remove a pair of sunglasses without some ridiculous cymbal crash or something. The soundscape is so ludicrous that it reaches a point of being grotesque.
I could not turn this piece of solid waste off, it seriously was the most embarrassingly hackneyed pile of sh** in the world. In one of the last gunfights, the entire shootout comes to a dead halt as a character named Bulldog rides through a door on his motorcycle with a chick wrapped in a leather bra.
I have a little hint here to filmmakers -- simply standing behind a wooden door or desk, or an upolstered armchair will not be enough to stop a bullet.
This movie has a lot of characters jumping through the air sideways and in slow motion as they fire off two guns at once while they have at least a dozen gun battles with the Vietamese mafia (yes, you heard right... It's those god**** Vietamese again...only now they are in a mafia apparently).
This film looks as though it were directed, shot and written by really uncreative and possibly mentally retarded 12 year old whit-e-trash orphans.
Here's a sample of some brilliant dialogue in an exchange between Bulldog and Johnny: "Go to hell Johnny!" "...No." "Yes. That's where you're going. To hell. Because you'll be dead." "You're the one whose gonna be going to hell and be dead mother f****r."
I felt physically embarrassed watching this.
Sort of.
Yes. The movie is bad in all those ways he mentions, but what's worse is the music. A character can't even remove a pair of sunglasses without some ridiculous cymbal crash or something. The soundscape is so ludicrous that it reaches a point of being grotesque.
I could not turn this piece of solid waste off, it seriously was the most embarrassingly hackneyed pile of sh** in the world. In one of the last gunfights, the entire shootout comes to a dead halt as a character named Bulldog rides through a door on his motorcycle with a chick wrapped in a leather bra.
I have a little hint here to filmmakers -- simply standing behind a wooden door or desk, or an upolstered armchair will not be enough to stop a bullet.
This movie has a lot of characters jumping through the air sideways and in slow motion as they fire off two guns at once while they have at least a dozen gun battles with the Vietamese mafia (yes, you heard right... It's those god**** Vietamese again...only now they are in a mafia apparently).
This film looks as though it were directed, shot and written by really uncreative and possibly mentally retarded 12 year old whit-e-trash orphans.
Here's a sample of some brilliant dialogue in an exchange between Bulldog and Johnny: "Go to hell Johnny!" "...No." "Yes. That's where you're going. To hell. Because you'll be dead." "You're the one whose gonna be going to hell and be dead mother f****r."
I felt physically embarrassed watching this.