300: Rise of an Empire

Artemisia wonders where all the good men have gone. Hint: She killed them.

There’s a scene in Groundhog Day where Bill Murray, lamenting his fate at the local bar, reminisces about a really great day he once had in Tahiti. “Why can’t I live that day over and over and over?” he asks, plaintively. So if I have to watch the same movie over again, why couldn’t it at least be one that I actually liked the first time around? Like Gravity, maybe. Heck, at this point, I’d take The World’s End.

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The Last Stand

Arnold, Sarah, and Frank are bemused to learn that Lewis has a gun named Vicki.

Had I realized that this Johnny Knoxville person from the posters was one of the people in those Jackass movies, I probably would have suffered through Broken City instead, since Mama looked about three times too scary for me. Thankfully, my ignorance led me in a good direction this time, because despite his high billing, he’s only got about five scenes and therefore never has enough time to start being truly annoying as village idiot Lewis Dinkum. He names everything he owns and has an unhealthy fascination with large guns.

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