Drive Angry

I was going to write a review of Drive Angry – which I dragged my husband to go see last night – but then I read this over at i09, and now I feel like it's all been covered.

I don't care what anybody says, I enjoyed the heck out of that movie. It was awful, sure. Corny and terrible and badly written.* Let me be clear: This is not a good movie.

But it is a deeply enjoyable one. It was the worst flick I've ever seen that I thoroughly loved; and if Nic Cage wants to become the bug-eyed crazypants king of the grindhouse for awhile, then I am totally okay with that.

* Except for the material surrounding The Accountant, who is absolutely the shining, gleaming, scene-chewing gem of this flick. See also: The chief of police in [some unspecified locale of] Oklahoma. I loved that guy, too.

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