Ironicly, I have an urge to break the neck of who ever made this movie!
When I was a little girl, I wanted to be a superhero. No seriously, I did. I made little outfits and called myself SuperRyan. Not very inventive, I know, but it did the trick. Of course, I didn’t have any special, awe-inspiring superpowers; so basically, I ran around the house wearing tights and a blue towel tucked into the back of my shirt. Anyone can do that…and that brings me to my review of Unbreakable. Basically, Bruce Willis is told by the creepy comic book collector (In my opinion, all comic book collectors are creepy. If you collect comic books and aren’t creepy, email me so I can personally call you a liar.) that he is a superhero because the comic books said so. Or something like that…kinda like tarot cards in comic book form.
SUPERBRUCE SAVES THE DAY!
Anyway, point is- Bruce was no more of a superhero than I was. I mean, he could have just as easily tucked in a towel and run around with a paper cutout of his superhero insignia taped to his shirt. But for some reason, because the creepy comic book man said so, everyone believes it to be true. In one of the most hilarious scenes in the movie, his own son even tries to shoot him to prove that he really is “unbreakable”. His wife’s response to the fact that her crazy son is about to pop a cap in his dad’s ass- “Honey, don’t shoot your father. It’s not nice!”
DC comics new duo! “Supergeek and Afroman!”
Anyway, I went to see the movie simply because it was directed by the same guy who directed The Sixth Sense (which was a pretty good movie until it was ripped off by every recent movie in Hollywood). I figured that he would have some nifty plot twist at the end that would shock and amaze me…but he didn’t. I knew I had wasted $7.00 the minute Samuel L. Jackson whirled around and flashed his crazy-man lopsided haircut. Honestly, even though he had a disease that caused him to randomly break bones (they called him Mr. Glass!!! He must be the illegitimate brother of the guy from The Glass House…he was Mr. Glass too and he was psycho as well! Ohhhh I’m confused!! Too many Glasses!!), it was NO EXCUSE for his bad hair and the fact that he caused disasters just to find people who didn’t die so he could appoint them superheroes. I think a good ending for the movie would have involved Bruce Willis wiggling into some spandex and jumping off a building to fly and rescue some kittens from danger. That’s my kind of superhero….not the kind that wears his `Security’ pancho to go out and save lives.
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