something i really want to do is bring duct tape to the movie theater for anyone who talks too loud. especially the idiots trying to sound like they know it all. i admit, i do occasionally make comments related to the flick being shown but i have the courtesy to whisper it to my companion. these people, however, have no respect for others and act like they own the world. they better not get me on a bad day.
anyways, i saw shoot 'em up over the weekend and made a review that goes: carrot-munching clive owen reluctantly helps out a pregnant damsel in distress against the gunned goons going after her. amidst the shooting, the baby is delivered and the woman is killed. and so begins a cool as crazy bulletfest between this one-man army and, well, an army led by paul giamatti, all while playing papa to the newborn and trying not to lose concentration because of the steamy monica bellucci... (click here to continue)
cant wait for hitman.
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