The last hurrah.
The needs of the many.
Borne ceaselessly into the past.
There’s my boys.
You don’t know Jack.
There. And there. And there. But not yet back again.
It’s not what you think.
Full of bullets and cliches, signifying nothing.
Viva Cristo Rey.
Full of sound and, er, cheesed-offedness.
Checking the boxes.
Missing the mark.
Every life is beautiful.
It’s time to play the music.
Not getting too old for this, er, stuff.
Making the case.
“Something good’s going to come out of this.”
It’s all fun and games until someone gets hurt.
Dances with Wolves meets Dune on Planet Endor.
Subtle, it ain’t.
Finally, a worthy Iraq war movie.
“It’s like America. Only South!”
Old Home Week.
Every bit as good as the hype claims.
The Unforgiven of vengeance films. (Some spoilers included.)
The nose knows.
“Oh we’re very quick to point the finger at others…”