Inception Review

I finally went around to watching Inception. Never mind the fact that I always expected to wanting to watch it again, but I think it really is a requirement to watch it more than once, and it really isn't because it leaves you with more questions than answers (though it certainly does just that). So no Die Hard for this post, unless you want to say Inception is Die Hard in a dream (well, that does technically work on some level) but I think that may be pushing things. So yeah, it's a tangent, I will go back to Die Hard week/month after this review.

Inception is Christopher Nolan's first original film since his directorial debut in Following. He supposedly started writing Inception for the past ten years.

The story is about an extractor, Dom Cobb, who is trained in the art of stealing information from people's minds through dreams and is currently on the run from the government, forced to live his life as a fugitive. A wealthy Japanese businessman has contracted him for a job, that if Cobb successfully performs it, he will be rid of the charges against him and finally go back home to see his kids. The job: Inception, to plant an idea in someone's head rather than stealing one, a task that is seemingly an impossibility. But Cobb desperately wants to return home to his children and reluctantly takes the job.

So a film ten years in the making, with a studio essentially given a carte blanche to a filmmaker to direct a film entirely in his and only his vision that surrounds the idea of being able to enter dreams and the subconcious. Wow, can I say what a fucking gamble? It's heady stuff and really an idea that if I were to have pitched to me, I would say to the writer, "you're fucking crazy for even trying to attempt this kind of shit". There are elements working against it. First, it has to be a big budget film, second, it's a rather alien idea. I can't point to too many successful movies that dealt with the idea of entering dreams (One may point out the film Dreamscape starring Dennis Quaid but it's a film I've never seen nor heard of until recently) and it could easily have backfired immensely for the studio. Second, because of the talent involved, it certainly built a lot of hype for the film. Does it deliver?

Now, I have been anticipating this movie ever since I heard of it, mainly due the the pedigree of the artists associated with the film. Dicaprio, Marion Cotilliard, Ellen Page, Joseph Gorden Levitt, Michael Caine, Ken Wattanabe, Cillian Murphy, and the grandaddy of them all, Christopher Nolan.

Everything about the cast was great, Tom Hardy has quickly become one of the new talents that I'll be keeping an eye on. His Eames and Levitt's Arthur are two of the biggest badasses in the film. Leo never fails to turn in a great performance, and really all of the cast is great. Nolan has a great eye of working with great talented actors.

One of the things working against the film is that Inception does one of the big storytelling no no's. Exposition. But to Nolan's credit, it more than just delivering information, it worked because this is something we haven't seen before. The exposition establishes the rules within the dreamscape and it's always interesting to see (and be told) how and why these things happen, and it's for this reason that I think the film manages to get away with all the exposition that it has. We simply are intrigued about how dreams work in this world.

Granted, the emotional journey of Cobb's character has arguably been done to death but it's refreshing to see a new take on the same thing. It doesn't really match the emotional heights of other films this year, but this is a heist movie with a beating heart.

I didn't really understand the criticism that this was an emotionally cold film. I felt that it was quite the contrary, Cobb goes through a lot of emotional turmoil in the film. I mean c'mon, the dude's trying to get back to his kids and dealing with the guilt of his past actions.

But what really blew me away in this movie is how structurally complex everything is yet it never seems to lose its way as a story. As the movie progresses, we go deeper and deeper into these dreams within dreams and each dream state has a different objective that the characters have to accomplish that ties with the general goal of inception. I was amazed at how elegant everything turns out. The complexity hardly becomes an issue and it's truly a beautiful thing to see such a complex idea executed in such a seemingly simple way.

Man is it a mindbending film. Granted there are a few plot holes that I didn't quite understand, but I suppose it's one of those things that could be explained in after a second viewing, perhaps it's a minor detail that was overlooked. But again, to Nolan's credit, those said plot holes didn't detract from the immersing experience. I guess I was too busy getting mindfucked by everything I was seeing. Plot holes tend to come with the territory when we're dealing with films that question reality, so I guess I'm used to that.

I loved the set up for the simultaneous kicks that each level needs performed. I loved how, as we get deeper in each dream, time slows down more, essentially giving the characters more time to perform the inception. I love how, despite this can be a potential tension killer, the wrong things happen in the wrong time that forces the characters to perform their job as quickly as possible, and even though each dream within a dream gives them more time, the film never loses that tension that time IS running out. It's contradictory and I love it.

It's amazing that Nolan managed to make such a complex set-up feel so effortless and simple. And it sets up one of my favourite sequences in the film:

ZERO G Fighting!! That was one hell of a sequence, I couldn't believe that such a crazy thing would've been attempted.

And despite the fact that the film has one of those "open endings", it doesn't feel like it betrays the audience like it often does because it fits within the confines of Inception's theme's about dreams and reality. No matter what you choose to interpret, Cobb's emotional journey has found its end. And it's because of this open ending that the film gains another level of complexity, it forces you to pay attention and draw your own conclusions, and the film is brilliant in this regard because every frame of the movie gives you more to think about. It manages to walk the fine line in being ambiguous without feeling like a cheat.

Films like Inception come along once in a while, perhaps once a year, sometimes less. But a film that fires on all cylinders and actually lives up to the hype, and one that doesn't betray the audience, one that is a smart and thrilling roller coaster ride, they come around once in a film generation.

9.5/10

Sudden Death

So this is part two of my Van Damme/Seagal film watching. I think this is going to double as Die Hard on an X week/month where I'm going to review either a Die Hard Knock-off film or script. So here it is, Jean Claude Van Damme's Die Hard.

Sudden Death is Jean Claude Van Damme's answer to Steven Seagal's answer to Die hard. This time, it's Die Hard... in a Hockey Stadium!! During the Stanley Cup finals!!! And it's set in... not Toronto?!

Sorry but it lost me at Pittsburgh. If you're going to launch a terrorist attack targeting a politician in order to embezzle several millions of dollars out of the government, you'd do better holding Wayne Gretzky hostage in Canada and threaten to cut off his legs while you laugh maniacally and burn the Oiler's Jersey and piss over the ashes. Seriously, just target Canada and its love for hockey and you'll make out with a cool sum. That's mistake number one in the terrorists plan.

The second? Toronto's fan base is huge and the stadium is located in a large metropolitan area. Easily the place to target if you're going to be stupid and decide to hold a hockey stadium hostage for ransom. Even when the Toronto Maple Leafs suck (read: haven't won ONE Stanley Cup in over thirty years) the seats regularly sell out in the regular season and are high in demand on the rare occasion they make it to the playoffs, and add the fact that they are THE MOST lucrative and profitable hockey team in the entire NHL. Plus, most people hate the rabid fan base of the Maple Leafs, really you get two birds in one stone. Think about it, you hold the stadium hostage and ask every Maple Leafs fan in the stadium to pull out their wallets and give them all their money or else you'll shoot the team. The fans, desperate to not see their heroes die, would readily listen.

Call parliament and tell them you've got the stadium held hostage and ask for Ransom money, not that this is important now, you win either way, you already got the cash. Squeezing a little more out wouldn't hurt if you could.

Naturally, the country, and the government would be up in arms over what to do. Save a hockey team (Maple Leafs fans in parliament would vote for this of course) or let die one of the most hated team and fan bases in all of Canada? The civil war that's going to develop between Maple Leafs fans and non Maple Leafs fans in Canada over whether to save the team and stadium would serve as the most genius scapegoat that Power Boothe's bad guy could conjure up. He could easily escape without anyone noticing in the resulting frenzy, complete and utter anarchy. Whether or not you get the money from the government becomes a non-issue you leave a country fighting amongst themselves.

But since this is hollywood, and genius evil is never really explored unless they're doing a study on retarded genius, (Dr. Evil anyone) this won't happen.

Assuming you were stupid enough to hold a hockey stadium hostage in a country where the sports fan base is less than that of Baseball, or Football, or Golf, or Basketball, or Soccer, or Nascar, or Bowling, or Fly Fishing, or Painting, and you were stupid enough to target a mid size Hockey Market, where fans only came out with the name of Lemieux, and to a lesser extent today, Crosby, where on an off season and no star power, the fans would barely fill a third of the stadium, and assuming that the authorities would actually take your threats towards killing the Vice president seriously (remember, he's only the co-commander in chief, he's only good for sound bites and the occasional accidentally being stupid by saying the stupid thing, like Biden, or doing the retarded thing like shooting someone in the face during a duck hunt like Cheney), wait stop, you know what? By this time, it's a fucking miracle how you were able to organize your own closet let alone such an intricately ridiculous plan. I mean really? Come the fuck on...

Amazingly due to Hollywood magic, the plan goes off without a hitch. I guess Hollywood magic only works on things that are only "So stupid it passes through the line of retardation and crosses through to the genius level that it has to work".

Assuming all those things that were working against you did not in fact, work against you, you still had to go through one more obstacle: Jean Claude Van Damme.

In case you haven't figured out the plot, Sudden Death is about Jean Claude Van Damme, or rather his character, Darren McCord trapped in a hockey stadium during the Stanley Cup finals with the Pittsburgh Penguins against the Chicago Blackhawks. Powers Boothe plays a bad guy trying to extort the government out of millions, possibly billions of dollars.

The film begins in a burning house with Darren McCord trapped under some burning rubble. Evidently, it's perfectly acceptable for a fireman to go solo into a burning building to do some fire fighting. The building starts to crumble and Van Damme is trapped and has a little girl under his arms. He shouts for some back-up but before anyone comes, part of the basement collapses. Van Damme shields the little girl with his body but it's no use.

Apparently, Jean Claude Van Damme can pass through walls and falling pieces of building because he survives but the little girl he protects from under neath him doesn't. Van Damme is a superman of sorts, and the brilliant scene gives us all we need to know about his character, nothing can fucking kill him.

Cut to the present day where we learn that Van Damme no longer wears the firemen's uniform and instead works as a firemarshall for the civic stadium or for Penguin fans, The Mellon Arena. Ever since the incident, Van Damme hasn't been able to do proper firefighting work. Presumably this establishes a subplot of sorts that Van Damme's character has to go through and confront his fears later in the movie.

So, Van Damme, or McCord, decides to bring his kids to the Stanly Cup finals game but his ex-wife doesn't like it. She says something along the lines of "you can't keep doing this" as ex-wives are prone to do in movies where the protagonist is separated from his significant other and wants to see his kids. But I digress. Obviously, he gets to bring his kids because there wouldn't be an action movie without some form of child endangerment.

Now here's where Van Damme and Seagal diverge in terms of action ass kicking. Seagal is a deadly hand to hand combatant. If he kills, it's not with a gun, it's with his bare hands. Van Damme is a deadly gymnast. He kicks and twirls, and literally kicks your ass to death, and he finishes with a flourish that highlights his acrobatic skills.

If you thought Seagal's film were ridiculous, I think Van Damme's bring ridiculous to a whole new level. He fights a woman in penguin suit, let that seep in for a moment,

"Apparently I'm deadly"

Ok, and he kills said assailant with a washing machine, kills some dude with a bad mullet by frying his hands and some other shit, disarms bombs, has a vast amount of knowledge regarding architecture, makes a flamethrower out of a squirt gun and a bit of liquid from a lighter, Magyveres a bomb, and knows how to send a game into Sudden Death Overtime by making a key save for the Penguins. Yes, you heard that right, Jean Claude Van Damme not only saves the day, but he saves a goal... in full goalie uniform.

Not impressed? Look at it this way. In professional hockey, we have skaters going at a top speed of over 20 miles an hour, easily. Now, most hockey players aren't really skinny guys, save for the exception of Wayne Gretzky, and most weigh in around 180 - 200 lbs. and never mind the fact that most stand at an average of 6 ft tall. Add in the fact that they shoot a heavy piece of plastic otherwise known as a hockey puck which, if memory serves correctly weighs somewhere between half a pound to two pounds (I may be exaggerating), and that the puck travels at an average of 90 miles an hour when shot, we're looking at a fucking miracle that an amateur goalie such as Jean Claude Van Damme could even have a snail's chance of saving the puck. But then again, we got the whole superman thing with the fire, so I guess anything is possible.

Oh, the movie even has it's own Die Hard Knock off moment when Jean Claude Van Damme jumps off the Mellon, I mean, Civic Centre and does some stunt with a rope.

And hey, looky what we have here, it's Luc Robitaille of the Pittsburgh Penguins making a guest appearance.

Wait, what about that backstory about Van Damme's inability to firefight and all that shit that supposedly scarred him for life? Yeah, has nothing to do with the plot. Just unnecessary backstory, which makes you wonder how much money they spent to film a burning house only to have it mean nothing to the overall plot. Whatever, I think it made it's money back overseas or something.

So how is the film? Well as action films go, it ain't bad. It's certainly more tense than Under Siege due to the aforementioned child endangerment thing, cause you know, if you want an audience to care about your character's goals, it would never hurt to put kids in the line of fire. But this is countered by the fucking ridiculous plot to overtake a hockey stadium. Powers Boothe makes a pretty good bad guy, he just chews the scenery in every second he's in the film, and even though Van Damme doesn't kick as much ass as Seagal, he's a much more sympathetic action hero because he cares about rescuing his kids, or at least he doesn't want to fuck up what little family he already has and die a lonely bitter man. I don't know, either one works really.

And the last act certainly takes the action notch up to 11. Van Damme scales the top of the Mellon Arena and drops down to the arena where he swings on the big lights, throws his magyvered bomb and drops into the executive box where the Vice President is being held. He kills like 5 bad guys doing this and manages to rescue his daughter. Actually, this last act runs around in a huge circle because we somehow wind up back on top of the arena where Jean Claude Van Damme has to rescue his daughter (again) while Power Boothe tries to escape via helicopter but not without trying to Kill Van Damme's daughter. Of course, bad guys don't win in these movies so I think I'm not spoiling anything when I say he dies. I think exploding/crashing helicopters are a staple in Die Hard knock offs, or perhaps it's really a pissing contest between Van Damme and Seagal over who does the most damage to helicopters in their own Die Hard knock off movies.

It's ridiculous fun though and probably because Jean Claude Van Damme has kids he has to save, as well as an ass kicking last act, puts this film slightly above Under Siege. I enjoyed it.

7.1/10

Plus Darren McCord is a Canadian so extra props there...

You know, I'm beginning to think this whole pissing contest thing between Seagal and Van Damme isn't made up.

Under Siege

Since I reviewed the Van Damme vs Seagal script, I felt it was only fair that I watched a couple of their movies. I started doing the Steven Seagal course of Seagalogy, where I would watch each and every one of Steven Seagal's movies but alas, I could not handle the sheer badassery of Steven Seagal. My brain can not cram in a Seagal movie every night and thus has been put on hold until further recovery.

Under Siege is Steven Seagal's answer to Die Hard, this is Die Hard on a Boat!! Not that one, the other one, you know the battle ship not the cruise liner. We'll get to that one another day.

Under Siege is about a cook named Casey Ryback. Steven Seagal plays a cook because he presumably would kick everyone's ass in whatever war America's going to be in and is deemed too powerful a weapon to use. Because of this, he cooks for the crew in the ship instead (his skills with a knife are only paralleled by his delicate taste in food). Seagal butts heads with Gary Busey who's his commanding officer or some shit and after more shit happens that piss off Busey, Busey orders his men to lock Seagal down in the freezer.

Tommy Lee Jones plays a loose canon former C.I.A. agent who seizes control of the battleship and is in league with Gary Busy, who plays his usual crazy as hell sonuvabitch character, except this time, he does it in drag! Ok, it's only for a small scene or two but damn was it crazy. Tommy Lee Jones' team infiltrates the battleship under the guise of being a band hired for the birthday celebrations of their captain. Busey remembers that Seagal is locked in a freezer and sends some of his men to take care of them. Little do they know, Seagal is going to take care of those guys, only not with food.

Once those mooks go down to the chamber, Steven Seagal unleashes a can of whoop-ass. They just opened a pandora's box... OF PAIN!!!

We next get a stripper pop up from a birthday cake, played by Erika Eleniak, in full tittied glory.

Other side of this image is NSFW

Somehow, I think I remember watching that scene when I was a little kid... Wha? It's my uncle's fault... Anyways, she starts crying like women are prone to do in action movies when they see dead bodies but she's not your usual female character in the action movie. She agrees to help Seagal save the fucking day.

So Tommy Lee Jones plans on taking the nuclear warheads in the battleship and selling it off to some foreign country and making a nice amount of cash. But Seagal's not having any of that shit. American things stay in America. And those warheads are American.

Next, we see Seagal really fucking up everyone's plans; he explodes a microwave that killed/wounded some of Tommy Lee Jones' men, he explodes a helicopter, he explodes a submarine, and he explodes some more shit because not only is he a kick-ass marine, he's also an explosives expert. This information is brilliantly given to us through people telling us about it, I think they call it exposition. When he saves the day, he even explodes the NUCLEAR WARHEAD that had it's target aimed at Hawaii.

In more seriousness, Under Siege is a rather serviceable Die Hard Knock-off, it even gets it's own Die Hard knock-off moment when Seagal explodes a helicopter and jumps off the boat with only a piece of rope (or something to that equivelent on a battle ship, I guess military rope?) like John McClane with the fire hose. The only thing that the film suffers from is an invincible army of one in Steven Seagal. He gets by the story without so much as breaking a sweat and gets to look badass doing it. It's because of this that the film never feels tense, we don't have to wonder what happens next, we KNOW what's going to happen next, Steven Seagal chopping down another bad guy and saving the goddamn day.

But damn if it isn't good to see Seagal kick ass and take names. Probably one of the other highlights of the film is Erika Eleniak kicking ass. I don't know, but there's something sexy about a chick taking action into her own hands and taking names with the main character. Plus, women don't get to kick enough ass in movies nowadays, not unless your name ends in Jolie and rhymes with Brangelina.

I know, my condescending voice makes it sound like I hated this movie, but no, I found it to be a fun distraction. It doesn't do much for the action genre but hey, chicks with guns and Steven Seagal, a crazy Gary Busey, and an even crazier Tommy Lee Jones. What's not to love?

7/10

Plus I learned on wikipedia that Casey Ryback is a Canadian, so extra props there.

Not gone...

I'm in the middle of a big re-write, and technically speaking, it's more like I'm starting out on a new story since the first draft was such a mess. I've learned a lesson, don't go anywhere without an outline. And really figure out your character and his/her flaws before writing one line of dialogue in the script.

It'll save you the trouble.

Hopefully I'll get to my Inception review soon, somewhere in the next two weeks, depending on when my friends decide to go see it. Fuck it, I won't wait for their asses if they take too long.

*Sigh

Is there a more pathetic thing than watching a movie alone in a theatre?

Predators Script Review

This is an extremely early draft for a predators sequel, because the main character in this piece is Dutch and not Adrien Brody. Yes, THAT Dutch. Ahnuld the governator, Dutch.

The story begins on a boat. We get this kickass introduction where these invisible beings board a ship. People die and Dutch, in his long scraggly hair (I imagined Arnie in his Conan The Barbarian days for this image) tries to jump ship.

Dutch gets surrounded, and more of these invisible beings reveal themselves. It can only mean one thing, ooohh shhitti--

But no, they aren't Predators, they're people, in Predator's armour!! Huh? Seriously what the hell is going on here? Nevermind that, they capture Dutch. Of course, with the advance weaponry, there's no way in hell Dutch is going to try to escape, at least not now. So he complies and goes along for the ride.

Soon, we learn that these people are on some snatch and grab mission. Dutch is apparently a wanted fugitive of sorts, and being the badass that he is, he ain't going to be taken away too easily. After they bring him into the ship and shed all that cool tech, he makes a desperate run to escape the ship falling soo short of actually accomplishing the feat. Of course he fails and they go on a trip to drop Dutch off on some planet for prisoners.

So the team goes off onto the planet to drop off Dutch and collect their pay. Easy, drop and run operation.

There couldn't be any complications, right?


"Wrong".

As you can expect, things go to shit as they try to escort Dutch to the prison complex. Predators reveal themselves, the team gets captured and Dutch runs away. The humans wake up inside a Predator camp, locked in a cage. Something tells me they aren't going to eat smores and sing Kumbaya around the campfire.

Moving around the camp, we see other Alien life forms in the cages. We get this weird cockroach like bug alien, and a praying mantis like thing among others.

If anything, this is more of an Aliens/Predators hybrid if you can call it that. The world in the original Predators had modern day technology and didn't have any of the cool sci fi things that this world has. This draft feels like it's bridging the gap between the cool sci-fi marines of Aliens to the universe of the Predators.

One of the problems I had with the script is that there's no Dutch for a lot of the story. The humans get kidnapped, Dutch escapes and he's not seen again until one of the transport team escapes the Predator camp (one of the last survivors). But to Rodriguez's credit, we're given an intimate glimpse into the rituals and lives of these Alien Warriors.

Another thing going against the script is that it feature a lot of characters. And I mean a lot. And they're basically all for the sake of Predator fodder. It does get a little difficult at times keeping track of who's who in the group because they all talk in this hyper masculine voice (even the woman in the group talks like a guy with the appetite of a sexual Tyrannosaurus). And it's pretty indicative of a script thin on an actual story. Most of the second act is watching the guys trying to escape only to be met with an untimely end.

All things considered though, Rodriguez does try to make each character shine in their own way. For example, Cadillac's character quirk is his insatiable appetite, he munches on any kind of shit he can find cause space food sucks ass, Hardwick's the woman in the group, not unlike Vasquez of Aliens and that should tell you all about her. And the rest... not so memorable save for their unique names. It's definitely a loaded cast to keep track of but it luckily rips a page from Aliens and we find that most of the cast dies (Duh, how else are you going to show how dangerous these Predators are?) so we don't have to keep track of all of these characters at once.

Plus, a lot of the team dies in very VERY gruesome ways. Dutch goes back to "save" some of the prisoners in the camp but only to so that he could find someone to help him pilot the ship. I thought it would be interesting to have Dutch camp around to survey the environment and cut back and forth between his reconnaissance of the area and the captured humans. But instead we're treated with a very gory middle section that shows the cage matches of the various other species trying to fight each other for the Predator's enjoyment. It gets kinda slow and repetitive in the middle because of this. We keep thinking that it's a story that is more about Dutch but he doesn't get his chance to shine and kick ass until much later.

So about the humans wearing Predator armour? What's up with that? Apparently, the humans on Earth have traded off their soldiers to the predators in exchange for military weapons, not because the governments of the world are a bunch of douches (thought they are), but for self preservation. Supply the humans and avoid extinction. The script does touch on a complex issue that seriously surprised me. How far are you willing to go to preserve the human race? Are the lives of a few soldiers meaningless to the survival of billions?

We also get an answer for why Arnold survived his encounter with the Predator. Turns out that one he met on Earth was just a pussy. Yeah, Arnie barely made it out alive fighting the pussies of the race. Guess it gives new context to this picture...



Hardened motherfuckers they are...

I found myself enjoying the script. Sure, characterization is pretty much thrown out the window for the most part, but I think it's acceptable in these scripts and the kills can be pretty gruesome. You have to give the guy credit though for finding many ways of cruelly killing off the humans. NOBODY gets off easy when they die.

Rodriguez has a certain talent for Macho-talk that at times, I found myself thinking "This really is the true sequel to Predator". C'mon, the original film is full of quote-ables. "Ain't got no time to Bleed", "If it bleeds, we can kill it", "This'll make you a sexual Tyrannosaurus", etc...

And of course, it isn't an Arnie script unless he's got a cheezy one liner, yep he has that too in this script. Dutch latches on to the ship as it flies away to escape, his legs get caught by the King Predator, Dutch gets his gun on him and says (in my imagined Arnold accent) "Fairwehl to Da King" and blasts his ass to Kingdom Come (couldn't help myself). Hehe, Classic Arnie.

Love it or hate it, bits of the script felt too much like Aliens. Instead of Space Marines, we get these... Space Marines with Predator technology. It felt more of a hybrid between Aliens and Predator and not necessarily an Alien vs Predator story. The macho talk from the original added with the cockiness and cool tech from what feels like James Cameron's Space Marines from aliens. Of course, it's not going to get more blatant than this line on pg 84

"this is the closest thing we'll see to an Alien vs Predator movie"

In all of the scripts that I've read over the past months (a year now actually...) I've come across a few that I've legitimately enjoyed enough to forget about the script's problems (Van Damme vs. Seagal anyone?). This is entertaining, and it reads like a movie. How many scripts have you read that are fun? Not too many from what I've come across in my time reading them, either I got bad taste in choosing scripts or script reading just isn't my thing.

One of the things I feel that gets lost for many writers when writing a script is having fun with an idea. It's scriptwriting, and many of your favourite films aren't going to be Casablanca or Citizen Kane, it's going to be some movie you have fun watching time and time again despite it's silliness. So don't try to be important when you write. Have fun and remember the lost days of when you were a kid playing with your action figures. It's kinda like the same thing except... you know with words. And lots of sitting on your ass.

There's no doubt that Rodriguez understands fun whenever he steps behind a camera. Just look at his films, Spy Kids, Planet Terror, the upcoming Machete, and Sin City plus some more of his films that I haven't seen yet such as El Mariachi. They don't try to be more than what they are on celluloid and I like that about his films.

I enjoyed this script, it was a fun romp.

4/5