Didn't expect much from this movie, only went for the hell of it.
This building is going to hell, let me set the scene for you. It's late, I'm tired, and it's pitch black in most of the station. I'm locking up for the night after the Eagles were narrowly defeated by the Warriors, and I hear two loud thumps/crashes from inside the station. Now, I'm content to go home and let the burglar take what he wants, so I lock the door and dead bolt, but I forgot the padlock inside and I can't leave the gate open.
I head out to the car and call my old man, I ask if he'll swing by and back me up but he says no, jerk. So I grab the car's Club, you know that thing that locks the steering wheel, to wield as, well, a club. I go back in the building and do a room by room search until I come to the men's room. I hit the lights and find the culprit!
The friggin' wall mirror!
The thing had been hung on a tiny finishing nail and finally fell, hitting the sink, the first thump/crash, then the ajar door, the second thump/crash. Miraculously it didn't break, although I was tempted to smash the damn thing myself for the grief it had caused me.
Blasphemers! This film was heavilly edited. I could tell. How does a film with a red-band trailer get a pg-13 rating? Even with the film's editorial handicaps, it kicked so much ass, a must see movie.
(Elipticly clockwise from bottom left: ?, Julie, Mary, Lynn, Mrs. Purcel, Mrs. Libson, Ric, Lobito, Ana, Marta)
I give 'en crap at times, but I love 'em.
One word, AWESOME! The critics can bitch all they want about pace, it won't detract from this film's greatness.
I give it:
5 Stars.
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