Post by Sprague Dawley on Feb 8, 2019 23:06:10 GMT
The Accountant (2016)
The Japanese title is "The Consultant."
wft is the difference you anal little cunts.
SPOILERRR Ben Affleck the Batman stars in this one as an autistic uber-nerd accountant. Then, halfway through the film, it is revealed that, hello, Batpants has another skillset. He can also fight like John Rambo and Bruce Lee long-playing 33's going around at 45 fucking rpm. He shoots no less than 68 people directly in the face in this film. With a silencer. For stealth. Not bad for 2 hours work from a bean counter. Arnie would've said "Bill me" with perfect timing as the Cavean query mark of cordite wafts up from Corpse #69.
Body count was off the charts here, especially considering as for the first hour BatBen was mild-mannered Bruce Wayne, the aspergers klutz. Felt like an ethnography watching Batbutt and the chick, the gorgeous athletic popular people, pantomiming as autistic and awkward losers. Ching, ching motherfuckers!
51% on RT.
I enjoyed it though. It went shooty shooty interspersed with spells of BatBeany forgetting he had crippling aspergers and was actually a brazenly-confident & fearless murdering machine, shooting baddies in the nutsacks with the motherfucking anti-aircraft gun he'd rigged up in his garage. "Accounting 101, baby" Arnie would've said, chomping down on his cigar as he prepares to mulch an entire yard of home intruders into blood and bone compost. I could write this shit.
All set up for a franchise as BattyBoy drove off into the sunset. 51% on RT might be a hard sell to the studio execs on that front though.
The Japanese title is "The Consultant."
wft is the difference you anal little cunts.
SPOILERRR Ben Affleck the Batman stars in this one as an autistic uber-nerd accountant. Then, halfway through the film, it is revealed that, hello, Batpants has another skillset. He can also fight like John Rambo and Bruce Lee long-playing 33's going around at 45 fucking rpm. He shoots no less than 68 people directly in the face in this film. With a silencer. For stealth. Not bad for 2 hours work from a bean counter. Arnie would've said "Bill me" with perfect timing as the Cavean query mark of cordite wafts up from Corpse #69.
Body count was off the charts here, especially considering as for the first hour BatBen was mild-mannered Bruce Wayne, the aspergers klutz. Felt like an ethnography watching Batbutt and the chick, the gorgeous athletic popular people, pantomiming as autistic and awkward losers. Ching, ching motherfuckers!
51% on RT.
I enjoyed it though. It went shooty shooty interspersed with spells of BatBeany forgetting he had crippling aspergers and was actually a brazenly-confident & fearless murdering machine, shooting baddies in the nutsacks with the motherfucking anti-aircraft gun he'd rigged up in his garage. "Accounting 101, baby" Arnie would've said, chomping down on his cigar as he prepares to mulch an entire yard of home intruders into blood and bone compost. I could write this shit.
All set up for a franchise as BattyBoy drove off into the sunset. 51% on RT might be a hard sell to the studio execs on that front though.
