Shoot 'Em Up
That was the most violent movie I ever saw in a theater. Which doesn't mean that I didn't like it. As disturbing as it may sound, I actually enjoy watching people trying to kill each other. Only in movies, of course. Being able to show things that one cannot see in real life is what's so appealing about it.
The story was totally ridiculous, though:
There is this guy, Smith, who's waiting for a bus. All of a sudden, a pregnant woman runs across. She tries to hide in an abandoned building, because she is chased by some bad guys. Smith follows her, kills most of the bad guys, delivers the baby and almost saves the mother's life. Almost. So he takes the baby with him, killing more bad guys and trying to find a foster mom. Enter Donna. She's a prostitute, but she has breast milk. Every now and then, the bad guys spot them and he kills a few in self defense. The plot thickens when Smith finds out who the baby's father is, and why everybody is trying to kill them. After a lot of jumping from buildings, driving and shooting in cars, jumping out of planes (hell yeah!), shooting some more and making love to Donna, Smith saves the day.
And they lived happily ever after.

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