Judging a Movie by its Cover

One advantage of having no sense of taste at all, is that I can enjoy highbrow stuff like Shakespeare and Milton and Homer, but also I can enjoy simple pleasures with undiminished affection.

After all, highbrow stuff is just lowbrow stuff with more good stuff in it, by which I mean, in the case of Shakespeare, ghosts and witches and fairy kings and people getting run through with swords, and in the case of Milton, war in heaven between archangels clad in gold and adamantium. In the case of Homer, there are more fight scenes on the windy plains of Troy than there are in Jackie Chan’s DRUNKEN MASTER, which consists of a fight scene leading to a fight scene with a fight scene in between,  and Jackie’s doomed friend Patrocles donning his armor to face the ninja-assassin master Hector, unless I am confusing the two.  Then, of course, Jackie is out for revenge, and so he has to undergo intense training with the help of a magic book of fighting techniques, or maybe his mother the goddess gets him better armor — one of those two. I remember there was fighting. Then Luke blows up the entire invulnerable city of Troy with a lucky shot into the lower thermal exhaust port. Which the stolen plans revealed was the only point of Achilles not dipped in the moat of hell, and therefore his one hidden weak spot.

So this appeals to me. Take a look.
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