While it's pretty great to see Arnold back in a leading role, and speaking as a resident of California, doing what he clearly does best, unfortunately this trailer for The Last Stand doesn't really have me itching to see plunk down my money for a ticket.
I mean, come on...
Johnny Knoxville?
Really?
Ug.
Take a look at the trailer and see what you think.
Steven
Synopsis: Sheriff Owens is a man who has resigned himself to a life of fighting what little crime takes place in sleepy border town Sommerton Junction after leaving his LAPD post following a bungled operation that left him wracked with failure and defeat after his partner was crippled. After a spectacular escape from an FBI prisoner convoy, the most notorious, wanted drug kingpin in the hemisphere is hurtling toward the border at 200 mph in a specially outfitted car with a hostage and a fierce army of gang members. He is headed, it turns out, straight for Summerton Junction, where the whole of U.S. law enforcement will have their last opportunity to make a stand and intercept him before he slips across the border forever. At first reluctant to become involved, and then counted out because of the perceived ineptitude of his small town force, Owens ultimately accepts responsibility for the face off.
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Tuesday, June 19, 2012
REVIEW - GHOST RIDER: SPIRIT OF VENGEANCE

So, yeah…
Um…
Pardon my French but, ce film est un tas de merde.
Pardon my French but, ce film est un tas de merde.
I don’t know why I thought the second Ghost Rider flick was
going to be any better than the first one. Nicholas Cage was still playing
Ghost Rider, Columbia Pictures was still, basically, pulling the strings and
the guys who gave us the Crank flicks were at the helm.
There’s nothing good
about any of that.
If there’s one thing Ghost Rider: Spirit of Vengeance does right,
it’s reminding the public that not every character in the Marvel universe is
being handled correctly these days.
That it. I’m not
giving it credit for anything else.
The movie sort of, kind of, mostly ignores the first flick –
which I was actually okay with okay with. No more Eva Mendes? No problem. No
more Sam Elliot on a flaming stallion? I should have reworked that sentence.
This time out Johnny Blaze and “The Rider” go one-on-one
with The Devil himself in an attempt to save The Devil’s offspring from doing
something that’s never really explained. Probably some bad stuff. That would
have made sense. Taking over the world, or bringing forth Armageddon or
something. Who cares?
David Goyer’s plot is a stew of incoherent nonsense mixed
with terrible bits of “humor” and sprinkled with unwieldy dialogue for that extra
shitty flavor punch. It’s a mess. The man has no idea what to do with the
characters.
Wait, no. Scratch that. He actually has a lot of ideas, they’re just all wrong.
Wait, no. Scratch that. He actually has a lot of ideas, they’re just all wrong.
The performances are garbage and the line deliveries will
leave your eyes in a constant state of perpetual roll.
I suppose Idris Elba is sort of a bright spot. Maybe?
At least he doesn’t completely embarrass himself. Mostly.
I suppose Idris Elba is sort of a bright spot. Maybe?
At least he doesn’t completely embarrass himself. Mostly.
If nothing else, I was hoping that directors Neveldine and
Taylor would be able to bring some decent action stuff to the series, but they
couldn’t even get that right. The movie is surprisingly dull. There’s a car
chase near the end, and a brawl between Ghost Rider and young Kurt Russell that
isn’t too bad. I suppose. It’s not
great, but certainly a step up from anything in the first film.
At this point I’ve pretty much given up hope of Hollywood
getting it right when it comes to Ghost Rider. The feeling I would get as a
youngster when I peeled open a new issue and drooled over Mark Texeira’s
rendition of the flame-skulled anti-hero is just never going to translate to
the big screen. It’s sad, but it’s never going to happen. I suppose I need to
come to terms with that - or not.
Nicolas Cage peut embrasser mon cul.
Damn straight.
-STEVEN
Damn straight.
-STEVEN
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