This Means War
Its SPY Against SPY
Two CIA agents, Tuck and Frank who are also best friends, have been benched because someone's after them. Tuck is divorced with a son whom he's not close to and Frank is a ladies man. Tuck decides to try and find someone so he places his profile on a dating website. Lauren, a woman also looking for a guy sees tuck's profile and goes with him. She later bumps into Frank and he hits on her and she goes out with him. she's intrigued by both of them. When they learn that they're dating the same girl, they agree to let her choose. But both can't help but use their skills to keep tabs on her and each other. And also sabotage each others dates with her.
There's a guy with a pistol and another guy with a pistol and a girl who fucks the one guy but also fucks the other guy and they all fuck and shoot and kiss and fuck and fight.
I have a fundamental issue with McG’s latest film, and not just because it is bad. Two best friends, on discovering that they have been dating the same woman, embark on an escalating battle with each other rather than following the simple maxim, bros before hos (it’s not even if they know if she gives mindblowing blow jobs at this point). So who exactly are we supposed to root for here? The two love blind schmucks or the unbelievably bland love interest who neither have any chemistry with. In fact there is more sexual tension between the BFF’s than with their object of desire. Witherspoon and Pine even meet over trying to rent the same film (the horrible remake of…
Now what's the word I'm looking for?
Piss poor in just about every aspect of film making? Njet.
Waste of talent? Non.
A veneered turd? Nee.
All of the above?
Yeah. That's it.
Movie night at The Tomb, and as we couldn't decide on what to watch, we ended up watching This Means War, a film that no one wanted to watch. This movie is so offensive to good taste that it should be considered an act of terrorism, and director McG should be number one on every single government organization's most wanted list.
After watching this movie, I realized that current romantic comedies are exposing the changing nature of society better than any other art form. While I haven't seen many, the few I have seen from the last five years have been absolutely atrocious. No scene seems to last longer than thirty seconds, and it seems as if telling a coherent…
I think I should just recap the movie for everyone:
There are pretty people that do pretty people things. One pretty person likes another pretty person and that pretty person is liked by another pretty person. They decide to do some pretty person shenanigans in order to win the heart of that pretty person so they can have pretty people sex.
Are you unsure of who was who and who wanted to have sex with each other based on that review? So was I, because I thought the film was going to end with Kirk and Bane fucking each other.
I sat and watched this with the wife last night... whilst she sat chuckling and giggling, I sat and did the same - little did she know I was out of my mind on crystal meth.
no, no, no, no, no, nooooooooooooooooooooooo, no, no, no!
I watched this for two of my favorite guys, and...*BARF*. I guess that's what I should expect from a director named McG born in my home state.
This Means War is one of the most abrasive, frustrating, mind-numbingly terrible films of 2012.
Noskatījos otru reizi, lai izpriecātos par mīļāko ainu - peintbolu.
Pati nesaprotu, par ko tā līksmoju...
Filma kā uzkoda pie šampanieša dāmu vakarā.
Liela zvaigznīte Tom Hardy - par to, ka līdzās smagām lomām skarbās filmās nesmādē dalību komēdijā.
The leading trio is fun, and sure This Means War isn't a good movie, but it's a good way to spend two hours when you have the time because of the chemistry of the cast alone.
Are they really fighting for Reese Witherspoon?
And where the fuck is Tom Hardy's beard?
This means war? This means I wasted my time here.
Divertido para um domingo a noite
This film was very average. All the performances were pretty good but the substance to the film is shallow.
This review reportedly contains spoilers. I can handle the truth.
comedia romántica adaptada al anabolizado estilo de McG. Sigue la estela de Knight and Day, tratando de llevar a las chicas y sus novios al cine, ofreciendo un crossover mal ligado de géneros, o bien intentando que tengamos una mejor imagen de los siniestros servicios de inteligencia hermanándose con los esfuerzos de la Academia, al premiar cintas protagonizadas por miembros de la CIA.
Sea cual sea la intención, la cosa no cuaja. Reese Witherspoon pasará a la historia como la tía buena menos tía buena del cine contemporáneo (hay una escena en la que intenta hacer el booty clappin con ese culo escuálido que es como un chorro de ácido a los ojos del espectador).
A destacar: Angela Basset envejece envidiablemente bien.