Maybe the only real motorcycle movie ever to be made. Well, this and Once A Jolly Swag Man.
Sports are divined from simple dramatic exhibitions of the human condition, no matter the fodder they produce as fans or the crass moneyed operations that essentially rape our planet. Sports present those dramas in the form of a game with rules in order to decide a contest. They are beautiful. Sports are peaceful. No matter what, the contests therein exhibit all of our better traits as human beings: determination, ingenuity, resilience, strength, understanding, awareness, and survival. Regardless of any individual…
Absolutely brutal. Somewhere around the sound of the fourth headshot in I realized that Monty Python and The Holy Grail had a gag in it where instead of riding horses someone would clap coconut shells together. That last sentence is a metaphor I am proud to have written intentionally, accidentally.
I really want to like and be impressed by a nazi concentration camp prison break movie, especially one about the most successful and famous nazi concentration prison break ever. It even has Rutger Hauer and Alan Arkin starring in it.
The reality is that movie is a prison in and of itself. Not in a good way. It’s terrible and poorly exhibited