
Bad writing. Bad effects. Bad acting. Unbelievable plot.
The only 8 seconds of non-merde material in this entire movie was the brief scene where Popstar Pink is mostly naked and entirely drenched, walking through some flames carrying a couple of silenced pistols. (Let's have an entire movie based on that!) The rest of Transport 2 should have never seen the light of day.
I'd rather get an un-sedated vasectomy at the hand of the resurrected corpse of Katharine Hepburn than have to suffer through a repeat of this flick. I may already be sterile by having watched the whole thing.
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