2015 sequel
Rating: 15/20
Plot: Like my previous two entries, this is a repeat. I already wrote an award-worthy blog entry about this movie a couple years ago, and the plot synopsis for that was accurate and nothing short of brilliant. You can find that original entry right here.
I may have lied in my last entry about my marriage being fine. My wife Jennifer actually hasn’t spoken to me since somewhere around the end of this movie, and that’s why I don’t have a rating up there. If I had to guess, I’d say her rating was somewhere in the 19-20 range, but I don’t want to put numbers in her mouth.
I don’t make trips to the theater very often because I have a fear of people trying to touch my neck in the dark. But I am seeing the 8th installment of this ridiculous franchise in a few hours. I’m pretty excited. But this entry isn’t about the 8th movie. It’s about the 7th one, and here were my thoughts (with a few of Jennifer’s) as I rewatched it.
Well, Statham, the hospital has less of a chance to take care of your little brother if you’ve completely destroyed the hospital he’s in. Darth Vader didn’t even do that much damage at the end of Rogue One.
Race Wars–Director James Wan gets right to the point with what appeals to fans of these movies. Fast cars and asses!
