You probably wonder why I would subject either of us to this movie.
I actually watched The Imitation Game about two weeks back, and I want badly to write about it. However, there remains several things I want to research, first.
Furthermore, I currently enjoy one of my transcontinental adventures. This means that I often wait for, at some point in my travels, a movie theater to conveniently materialize before me.
I found a bar (in which I watched the game--go Seahawks!), and afterwards sought a theater before I continued to seek out a motel (from which I now write this post). My options appeared limited once I found a theater (especially with the late hour).
I currently fight to stay awake long enough to complete and publish this review. If a typo manages to seep through my filters . . . look, I spent a lot of time both on a plane and on foot with a very heavy bag so just cut me some slack.
So. Taken 3. Let's just . . . let's just get through this one.
Taken 3 offers exactly what you'd expect. Liam Neeson punches and shoots his why through bad guys to protect his family.
You may recall that this served as the plot for the first Taken.
I watched, while I waited for the movie to begin, a preview for a movie called Run All Night, in which Liam Neeson punches and shoots his way through bad guys to protect his family.
I never saw Taken 2, but I assume that it features Liam Neeson while he punches and shoots his way through bad guys to protect his family.
Yes, the ultimate, Super Dad power fantasy continues for your vicarious pleasure. It even offers a bonus fantasy at no additional cost.
Neeson's ex-wife (in Taken 3--I couldn't guess how she spends real life) confesses that she still loves him and actually hates the guy for whom she left him. Oh, and it turns out that her new husband exists as a scumbag (sorry for the spoiler, but you can foresee it from space).
Neeson begins his brand new, second-verse-same-as-the-first adventure with the establishment that he exists as everything you probably wish you became. Other characters exist in this movie merely to confirm it. They either allow Neeson to beat them silly or shower Neeson with compliments.
"You're so honorable." "I respect you." "I want your opinion, Daddy."
Good grief.
I must admit, the writers know what their audience wants to hear (notice that "audience" stands singular).
That seems about it, really. Want to watch a bunch of stuff explode for no apparent reason while a guy somehow dodges bullets while protected in his invisible cocoon of awesome? Taken 3 ought to satisfy you, provided you don't think too hard (or at all) about the plot--seriously, it falls apart the second you do.
I would like, before we part, to ask you to take a quick quiz--only one question long.
A little setup, first. You see, at this PG-13 movie that player very late at night, many people brought along babies and small children who screamed and carried on for the duration of the movie. These people (the parents, one assumes) simply sat and did nothing to correct the situation.
Thus my question. Would you consider this behavior "bad parenting"?
I would feel relieved, if you answered anything less than, "Hell, no," to grab the nearest cheese grater and use it to remove your genitals before you reproduce.
Thank you.
I shall now pass out for the night.
I actually watched The Imitation Game about two weeks back, and I want badly to write about it. However, there remains several things I want to research, first.
Furthermore, I currently enjoy one of my transcontinental adventures. This means that I often wait for, at some point in my travels, a movie theater to conveniently materialize before me.
I found a bar (in which I watched the game--go Seahawks!), and afterwards sought a theater before I continued to seek out a motel (from which I now write this post). My options appeared limited once I found a theater (especially with the late hour).
I currently fight to stay awake long enough to complete and publish this review. If a typo manages to seep through my filters . . . look, I spent a lot of time both on a plane and on foot with a very heavy bag so just cut me some slack.
So. Taken 3. Let's just . . . let's just get through this one.
Taken 3 offers exactly what you'd expect. Liam Neeson punches and shoots his why through bad guys to protect his family.
You may recall that this served as the plot for the first Taken.
I watched, while I waited for the movie to begin, a preview for a movie called Run All Night, in which Liam Neeson punches and shoots his way through bad guys to protect his family.
I never saw Taken 2, but I assume that it features Liam Neeson while he punches and shoots his way through bad guys to protect his family.
Yes, the ultimate, Super Dad power fantasy continues for your vicarious pleasure. It even offers a bonus fantasy at no additional cost.
Neeson's ex-wife (in Taken 3--I couldn't guess how she spends real life) confesses that she still loves him and actually hates the guy for whom she left him. Oh, and it turns out that her new husband exists as a scumbag (sorry for the spoiler, but you can foresee it from space).
Neeson begins his brand new, second-verse-same-as-the-first adventure with the establishment that he exists as everything you probably wish you became. Other characters exist in this movie merely to confirm it. They either allow Neeson to beat them silly or shower Neeson with compliments.
"You're so honorable." "I respect you." "I want your opinion, Daddy."
Good grief.
I must admit, the writers know what their audience wants to hear (notice that "audience" stands singular).
That seems about it, really. Want to watch a bunch of stuff explode for no apparent reason while a guy somehow dodges bullets while protected in his invisible cocoon of awesome? Taken 3 ought to satisfy you, provided you don't think too hard (or at all) about the plot--seriously, it falls apart the second you do.
I would like, before we part, to ask you to take a quick quiz--only one question long.
A little setup, first. You see, at this PG-13 movie that player very late at night, many people brought along babies and small children who screamed and carried on for the duration of the movie. These people (the parents, one assumes) simply sat and did nothing to correct the situation.
Thus my question. Would you consider this behavior "bad parenting"?
I would feel relieved, if you answered anything less than, "Hell, no," to grab the nearest cheese grater and use it to remove your genitals before you reproduce.
Thank you.
I shall now pass out for the night.
(Thanks for reading.
You might notice below that I changed the schedule for my blogs. I will,
because of the number of projects on my plate, only produce a short story for
this blog on Mondays. Fiction Formula will switch from Fridays to Thursdays. I apologize
for any inconvenience, though I . . . doubt this will rock anyone's existence.
Thanks again!)
I
publish my blogs as follows:
Tuesdays:
A look at the politics of the entertainment world at EntertainmentMicroscope.blogspot.com.
Wednesdays:
An inside look at my novels (such as Daughters of Darkwana, which you can now find on Kindle) at Darkwana.blogspot.com
Thursdays: Tips to improve your fiction at FictionFormula.blogspot.com
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