I’m a sucker for the Expendables movies, even though I’m sure half the references go over my head. There’s something about Barney Ross and his pals that hits a chord.
Maybe it’s the way the characters laugh at themselves, at the way they laugh (in a good way) about the characters that made them famous. Maybe it’s the banter between them. The set-piece fights are glorious—hopelessly impossible in real life of course, but lots of fun anyway.
And, of course, the names. If ever you want to name-drop, get yourself into an Expendables movie. You’ll be working with some of the best-known action movie stars.
I also love the way they deal with aging. They don’t pretend they’re not getting old, but they kick butt anyway.
If they were books you would reread them over and over and get more out of each reread. You’d have favourite quotes.
“Get out of the seat … Christmas is coming.”
“But it’s only June.”
Yes, we went and saw Expendables 3 yesterday. Enjoyed it too. Even the final fight worked for me. (Not like last time.)
It was good fun.