I recently watched the movie Dragged Across Concrete. I have to say I was sort of disappointed.
Mel Gibson was so good. Vince Vaughn was Vince Vaughn.
I love a male driven movie, but hated the ending as it was somewhat predictable.
Though there were some great little action sequences, I was expecting so much more.
Well because when the movie came out everybody was so outraged about it.
Misogynistic, racist, sexist, yadda, yadda, yadda, they all cried.
Of course hearing this, I assumed this movie is going to be great, a fun action film.
It was just not the level I expected. The only thing I realized is just how fake the fake outrage mob is.
Movies from the 1970’s would make these idiots go apoplectic.
I would say it was a solid little modern day Western. Thank God for Mel Gibson, he saves the movie.
The other day I was talking with some guy I met and we got into a conversation that led to a do you know this person game?
Well, the person he mentioned I did know.
Usually when this game is played, the person says a name and either you know them and love them, know them and hate them or don’t know them.
I had an usual reaction, well not on the exterior, to the outside world, I said, “Yes, I know him, god guy.”
However, my first thought in my brain was, huge cock.
I remember this guy had a monster dick. I don’t think I ever even hooked up with him, but I definitely saw his dick.
I’m not sure how, those were in my heavy drinking days, but trust me, this guy was like porn star sized. You see something like that and you sober up pretty quickly.
Anyway, it was nice to have him mentioned. I have not thought about this guys in 15 years. It was a great moment to be remembered.