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Post by Sprague Dawley on Sept 19, 2020 23:46:21 GMT
Expecting some sort of dapper spy caper but WOAH, this is the Bond franchise on T-Rex's steroids. Right from the get-go the insane hi-tech gadgetry action that puts poor old JB to shame.
Lead guy is a bit of a nothing though, all profane chavery. Glasto this, f-bomb that. But still, ffs the action, and Elton John, and the look of the thing, and more insane action, and the actual Elton John telling lackeys to "fuck off", man, I thought ok, this filum has to be 90%+ on RT.
51%.
FFS.
What is not satisfying here? Sure, the lead guy is vanilla forgetability but WFT, the film went OFF!
Prescient too, what with the seppo prez being a stonecold arsehole, cooping his virus-infested people up to die in sports stadiums. Topical!
Turns out this is the 2nd (inferior) instalment of a franchise. The first one must be monster truck fap city limits Glasto hooker's tits on ice.
Some sweet rich cunts rooms in this too. The Dude's business room with the stonewall fireplace gave me a wee chub.
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Post by Sprague Dawley on Oct 9, 2020 22:48:23 GMT
Then there was the gun stash under the pool table....... on an aeroplane.
FFS how the ARSE are you ever going to be able to shoot some pool on a moving fucking plane?
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Post by Sprague Dawley on Sept 16, 2021 1:15:48 GMT
Seemed like the room porn was way more sumptuous in this, the 2nd film
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Post by Sprague Dawley on Oct 10, 2021 2:05:24 GMT
#3 Coming Soon:
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