Iâ€™m twenty minutes into an On-Demanded Smokinâ€™ Aces. Imagine Itâ€™s A Mad Mad Mad Mad World or Andy Breckmanâ€™sÂ Rat RaceÂ (or Hot to Trot) done up post-post-post-post 90â€™s Tarantino dumb-dumb donâ€™t-blink implausible you get the drill, seen the drill, can write the drill in your sleepâ€¦.with one catch: ITâ€™S TOTALLY WORTH IT!!! By the time that last word was written, I was 70 minutes in. Want more numbers? At least 50 different wagers could be made during this film. They die here, they die there, and most are legitimate surprises. Sort of seat â€˜o the pants, I must admit.
Yes, I likedÂ Narc (same director, my reader(s), a Mr. Joe Carnahan). Heâ€™ll be sitting in the same chair for the adaptation of Killing Pablo, and yes, I read Mark Bowden.
P.S. It has a bad ending.