In one of the worlds most screwed-up action movies, you have to start with something monumentally, wonderfully stupid to kickstart the crazy. Were introduced to the protagonist Smith, the grumpiest man in history, as he sits waiting for a bus in the dead of night, eating a carrot. A sobbing pregnant woman hobbles past him, followed by a very angry, very rude man with a gun. What follows is one of the classic introductions to an action hero: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GZXtx2oRMuU Shoot Em Up only gets more insane from here on in, with one gunfight taking place while he delivers the womans baby, and another later on during a sex scene. Not interrupting a sex scene during it. Clive Owens Smith is a bad mood on legs, an inventive genius with a gun who finds almost everyone and everything in the world that isnt him incredibly, incredibly annoying: if youve ever found your brain practically exploding as youre forced to lag behind someone walking far too slowly, then congratulations, you are around 5% as irritable as Smith. In a movie chock full of ironic punishments, ridiculous gunfights and unfeasibly brilliant set pieces, its the carrot that defines our hero best.
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