Angelina, gun ballerina
Tonight I saw a sneak preview of “Wanted,” with James McAvoy, Morgan Freeman, and Ms. Pillow Lips herself, Angelina Jolie. While waiting for the show to start, the friend I was with mentioned that this would be his first time watching Angelina Jolie in a movie.
“So you didn’t see ‘Tomb Raider‘?” I asked.
“Neither one. No ‘Mr. and Mrs. Smith,’ either.”
I’ve seen them all on the big screen. That’s when I realized that whenever Angelina Jolie is onscreen with a gun, I cough up dough to go see her. In other words, I’m nursing a man-crush with an estrogen chaser.
Watch for “Wanted” to do killer business at the box office a couple of weeks from now.
But is it any good? It looks fun. But Bill and I keep playing the tagline out:
Kill one to save a thousand.
Kill ten to save ten thousand.
etc. etc.
Quite the ethical question with your action movie there. Do they talk about that at all?
It’s high-fiber pulp, what you would get if you mashed “Fight Club” with “The Matrix” and threw in a dash of “Highlander” for good measure.
Definitely worth dropping some spare change if you like action films, Ma Jolie, or both.
They’ve apparently altered the story line a bit from the Mark Millar comic book series that inspired the film, which (I’m told) featured a band of supervillains on the brink of seizing control of the world.
The 1:1000 business, which they do talk about at some length, is primarily cover for making some really lurid violence more palatable. The breezy, sky-high bystander body count in this film hints at where its true roots lie.
Oh the other hand, we do get to see a buff McAvoy prancing around dripping wet and shirtless, and Jolie working it in head-to-toe black leather — putting a new twist on the phrase “To die for.”