Grab some popcorn, drink a full sixpack, grab some friends that have a long pain threshold, and sit through this one without throwing popcorn everywhere - I dare you.
This movie was written by someone who shouldn't have gotten out of bed that morning. The dialogue rivals the worst porn movies. Acting? Schmacting.
Of course, a man who has weapons hidden throughout his body is an interesting premise, interesting in the way that makes you want to chew on the sofa arm and dribble mindlessly.
I only recommend watching this movie for one reason - see it for the scene in the public lavatory where, in the middle of doing what boys do in public lavatories, Waldo Warren turns around (suspecting quite rightly that someone is hiding in one of the cubicles and is planning to kill him) and transforms his manhood into a high calibre fully automatic machine gun, waving his wang left and right and riddling the whole place with bullets. He zips himself up, walks out.
After that, if you have more time to waste on this movie - you have serious issues. Turn off the TV and go outside. Drink more beer. Anything. Just run, Forrest, run.
This movie was written by someone who shouldn't have gotten out of bed that morning. The dialogue rivals the worst porn movies. Acting? Schmacting.
Of course, a man who has weapons hidden throughout his body is an interesting premise, interesting in the way that makes you want to chew on the sofa arm and dribble mindlessly.
I only recommend watching this movie for one reason - see it for the scene in the public lavatory where, in the middle of doing what boys do in public lavatories, Waldo Warren turns around (suspecting quite rightly that someone is hiding in one of the cubicles and is planning to kill him) and transforms his manhood into a high calibre fully automatic machine gun, waving his wang left and right and riddling the whole place with bullets. He zips himself up, walks out.
After that, if you have more time to waste on this movie - you have serious issues. Turn off the TV and go outside. Drink more beer. Anything. Just run, Forrest, run.