The Ruins
The Ruins.
the forbidden kingdom
Drillbit Taylor
Mr. & Mrs. Smith-Brad and Angie.
I've never seen this film in toto having only caught dribs and drabs on TV, so when it showed up at the library I thought, "Oh, why not?".
Yes, it is totally preposterous- pick any of the set-piece scenes and the logic holes are Grand Canyon sized- BUT...
From now on, whenever I hear a film critic talk about "onscreen chemistry", this is the film I'll think of.
This is the film that created Brangelina and the attraction is obvious.
On a side note-
Being a normal human being, I can only vaguely imagine a universe where the option "Hmmm, Angie or Jenn ("Jenn" being JenniferfuckingAniston!)?" would be available to me.
Just sayin...
Even after willingly and happily suspending all disbelief however, there is one major flaw that just can't be overlooked.
Never- not even for one second-did I think that Angie couldn't absolutely destroy Brad's butt one on one.
When it comes to cinematic ass-kickery she rates in the top three.
Put her in the next James Bond movie and you'd have a win of epic proportions.
"I am the one who knocks."- Heisenberg
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