I wouldn't have bothered mentioning it if it was male nudity. Lots of eastern european women, can't beat it.
starts off like road/euro trip... loads of naked women, drugs and drunken fun... then someone throws a switch and it turns out to be the horrific film i've seen ever lol. i'll never look at a japanese girl the same
it left me kind of empty leaving the cinema... not quite sure what i watched for 2 hours, not quite sure if any stimuli recieved
I'd go with that, but then most horrors are like that. It could have been a lot better but I did think there were some clever little bits in it which I only realised when I left the cinema.
It really wasn't as bad as all the reviews had me thinking. Ok going from breasts to a guy getting powerdrilled (NOT a euphemism!) is kinda nasty. And it was quite realistic. But you can see worse stuff on older zombie flicks
'Maverick' clutches the dog tags of 'Goose' and gets a surge of courage. he proceeds to join in the dogfight to help his wingman 'Ice Man' who was getting swarmed by loads of enemy Migs. When they land back on the carrier its hugs all round and the theme tune plays. I don't want to ruin anymore of the end but i suppose I should also mention that Maverick does decide to pull a cheeky 'fly by' past the tower which makes the controller spill his coffee yet another time.
they could have been more imaginative with the torture methods. e.g sawing off kneecaps boiling water in the face hammer and chisel?
My friend saw this and told me that basicly 90% of it is softcore porn. Still haven't seen it myself, not sure i really want to at this point.
I agree. I was VERY disappointed when they walked through the hall. I was SO hoping to see some of the other tortures but NO. I disliked the beginning but liked how it rolled all together. Started liking it a bit more after his friend got captured. The ending after the girl jumped in front of the train was the best part. It was lame with the "surgon" scene. He wanted to do surgeries not autopsies. What the...?! It was, eh.......
