Your typical Elvis musical stripped of all the on-camera performances, the bikinis, the laughs (except when Guy and Nan start sniping at each other)…and then heavily medicated for severe depression.
“I have come here to chew bubblegum and kick ass. And I’m all out of bubblegum.”
Please, sir…may I have some more filth?
Slam-bang, lightning-fast, crude, vital actioner…with something on its mind.
“Some men…you just can’t reach.”
Those eyes…those laser green eyes…
Take that, Mrs. June Cleaver!
Before starting this review, let’s hit the Jacuzzi. I do my best thinking there.
Absolutely terrific chest-beating adventure flick: strange, thrilling, and beautifully put together.
Awfulness like this is rare—it needs to be acknowledged and celebrated.
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