Saturday, August 1, 2009

12 Rounds

This evening I was given the choice between three movies- since I planning on spending the night alone, I ruled out the two horror films and picked 12 Rounds. I am usually really into those kind of movies- but this was a whole new level of good. There were a few parts that I wanted to re-write, but overall I was so impressed. I am not sure if it was the main character's rippling muscles that kept me enthralled or if it was the constant bombs and death.

When it started I kinda rolled my eyes- the typical man thinking his life is more important than the women he has chosen- but throughout the movie, my opinion was changed. And it all started with his caring for the dog. Yes, this ugly little pug- but because it was "theirs" he loved it. The house blows up in the first 20 minuets, but fortunately the dog survives and its the first one he sets into protection.
The rest of the movies follows though the events of the day and the twelve rounds set forth by a criminal escaped from prison. The writers were ingenious- I haven't seen anything written with as much unique perspective in a long time. This comes from a chick who spent the the night watching the Bourne series a few days ago. I just enjoy the fact that not all "dramatic" movies are predictable. While when you watch a chick flick you sit and wonder if they will ever get together- but secretly know that they will, or box office sells would have it kicked out of the theater two days after it opened. But these movies- the good guys die, the best friends don't always stick around, not everything works out right and sometimes there has to be a plan two, and the people suffer.
The only things that got on my nerves in this movie was 1. the best friend doesn't make it 2. the girl kept screaming his name in the Helicopter... I mean, shut it, he is working on something else and 3. When he slid down the rope, the friction would have pretty much cut his hands in half.... Other than that I loved it.
I would recommend it to any one with a free couple of hours! It is one that I think I would own, and that is saying something. As for what I am taking away from it, I will now proceed to wander though life looking for a stud like this- a man that would put his life on the line and play though 12 rounds to make sure that I was okay. While I worry that this type of guy is only a figment created by Hollywood- I have to believe that because that is what I want that he is out there.

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