The description of this movie sounds like it could be from any Nintendo game.
I take it all Andy Sidaris movies have the same recipe and ingredients? If so then that's just blatant exploitation of women. How many of you out there, when younger, had hand-to-hand combat with your bottles of lotion nearby while watching this sleazy garbage back in the day?
This must be the people of Beverly Hills idea of what an action movie should look like - perfect skin; perfect bodies, perfect hair, never break a sweat, no overweight actors. And this should probably be on the poshy Hallmark Channel too, right? I'm sorry, but life's not perfect and I find all this high class society charade offensive. (I heard a rumor that most of the porn actors in West Hollywood are some of the most miserable people you'll ever meet.)
Goody gumdrops, I'm 4-minutes and 30 seconds in and I've never seen so much nakedness to open a movie. I am getting on in my old years, I guess. Would some of these ladies mind covering up, I'm turning into a bit of a prude these days.
Shania Twain, in a leopard string one piece, instructs Lorde to re-enter the -
Hold that thought for a second! Holly mumba's, look at the funbags on Lorde! No wonder you people arm wrestled your manhoods in the privacy of your parents' basements back in the day.
So some pretty boy uses a spread gun from Contra to blow up a Jeep. Is that supposed to be impressive? There was a movie called The Sender and all the budget in that film went toward blowing the house up at the end - they filmed that scene from about 10 different angles but I wasn't impressed one iota.
John Clease appears at an airport and introduces Maverick to Lorde. If she's internal affairs then I'm a nun! Meanwhile some foreign weirdo, with Robert Shaw's facial hair, imports illegal paintings and shoots his own kin then we're introduced to what looks like Night Wolf, or Dora's father, who thinks it's Halloween every day of the week.
He ring wrestles some hapless sap from the game Final Fight and breaks his neck in a P. B. There's too many characters being introduced.
That does it! The Elvis impersonator is just the baddie from all those karate movies! He's like that other baddie Al Leong, who's in every action movie, and been killed more times than Jason.
The movie is still ridiculous even when watching it in fast forward.
That movie went for an hour and 35-minutes. I watched about 40-minutes of it then I condensed the rest in under 10-minutes on high speed fast forward.
I take it all Andy Sidaris movies have the same recipe and ingredients? If so then that's just blatant exploitation of women. How many of you out there, when younger, had hand-to-hand combat with your bottles of lotion nearby while watching this sleazy garbage back in the day?
This must be the people of Beverly Hills idea of what an action movie should look like - perfect skin; perfect bodies, perfect hair, never break a sweat, no overweight actors. And this should probably be on the poshy Hallmark Channel too, right? I'm sorry, but life's not perfect and I find all this high class society charade offensive. (I heard a rumor that most of the porn actors in West Hollywood are some of the most miserable people you'll ever meet.)
Goody gumdrops, I'm 4-minutes and 30 seconds in and I've never seen so much nakedness to open a movie. I am getting on in my old years, I guess. Would some of these ladies mind covering up, I'm turning into a bit of a prude these days.
Shania Twain, in a leopard string one piece, instructs Lorde to re-enter the -
Hold that thought for a second! Holly mumba's, look at the funbags on Lorde! No wonder you people arm wrestled your manhoods in the privacy of your parents' basements back in the day.
So some pretty boy uses a spread gun from Contra to blow up a Jeep. Is that supposed to be impressive? There was a movie called The Sender and all the budget in that film went toward blowing the house up at the end - they filmed that scene from about 10 different angles but I wasn't impressed one iota.
John Clease appears at an airport and introduces Maverick to Lorde. If she's internal affairs then I'm a nun! Meanwhile some foreign weirdo, with Robert Shaw's facial hair, imports illegal paintings and shoots his own kin then we're introduced to what looks like Night Wolf, or Dora's father, who thinks it's Halloween every day of the week.
He ring wrestles some hapless sap from the game Final Fight and breaks his neck in a P. B. There's too many characters being introduced.
That does it! The Elvis impersonator is just the baddie from all those karate movies! He's like that other baddie Al Leong, who's in every action movie, and been killed more times than Jason.
The movie is still ridiculous even when watching it in fast forward.
That movie went for an hour and 35-minutes. I watched about 40-minutes of it then I condensed the rest in under 10-minutes on high speed fast forward.