Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2 is a blast, go see it. Let me just start with that… So, ok, it picks up soon after the first film leaves off ultimately landing on Peter Quill being united with his long lost father, Ego. Now, there’s a lot more that happens leading up to that as our favorite band of misfits in space has managed to piss off an entire civilization while Nebula pursues Gamora in hopes of killing her, oh and then there’s some big stuff going on with Yondu to boot. Suffice it to say there’s a lot happening
There’s maybe 15 minutes worth of dialog in this whole film, the rest is explosions, gun fights, knife fights, more gun fights and Harrison Ford flying a helicopter gleefully spewing one-liners. In other words, it’s just like the first two: gun porn. Which begs the question – why are we so ok with over-the-top gun violence but we’re so much more conservative with regard to nudity and sex? Oh, right, I’m reviewing The Expendables 3; now is probably not the best time for philosophical contemplation… The storyline goes like this: Barney (Sylvester Stallone) and his rag-tag band of mercenaries are
Sly Stallone and company are back for round 2 of The Expendables. The movie poster is as over-the-top as the movie itself is; take note of everyone on there shooting something. So there’s no doubt what you’re getting in this film, much as the first one – gun porn. The script is what it is – an easy paycheck for our favorite band of misfit mercs goes haywire, the wrong person dies, and it’s vengeance served with a healthy helping of bullets, knives, anything that explodes, and copious one-liners from the action heroes that uttered them in the first place.