Saw this film today and I must say that it did in fact rock. It rocked like a chick with back-combed, dyed black hair, with tattoos, piercings, a vest top, tight leather jeans and a stratocaster, thrashing away to some Motorhead. That’s how much it rocked.
I saw the movie with a guy who knows somebody who’s a policeman, and he assured me that everything that happened in the film was possible, particlarly the bit with the F35, although he did say that a Nokia 9300 doesn’t have a fast enough processor to handle some of the stuff they made it do, with was a bit unbelieveable.
However, it only gets a 9 ‘cos there’s some crap dubbing, morality stuff that’s shoe-horned in, McLane’s daughter’s Wolverine-esque healing ability and obviously the phone bit.
Favourite death: Man falling into turbine.