Archibald Tuttle (MisterTuttle)

So What's a RocknRolla? It's somebody who wants the whole fucking lot.

Johnny Quid is a RocknRolla...and a junkie crackhead who is also a rock star. His stepfather is Lenny Cole, a big time crime boss who happens to be an informant. I smell The Departed on this tid-bit. Lenny meets with a Russian who needs help from Lenny, he agrees to help. The Russian hands over some cash and a lucky painting which happens to be the whole point of the film.

When the lucky painting is stolen, Lenny flips out and wants to know where it is before the Russian goes ape shit and offs him. Not only that, but the Russian has lost out on, I think it was, seven million dollars in a deal gone stolen by a group called the wild bunch: Mumbles, One Two and Bob the fairy.

Stella is an accountant who works for the Russian and the Russian wants her, badly. If only he had his lucky painting. Oh well. Stella is more interested in One Two played by Gerard Butler. She's a sexy little thing who unfortunately upsets the Russian leading his associate to take care of her.

Much of the film revolves around two things: That damn painting and Johnny Quid.

Aside from the constant homophobia scorching off the screen, this was a good movie. Visually well made, but a rinse and repeat of the same shit from other films from Guy Ritchie. That is all.

Liv and Emma have been friends forever. So, when they get engaged by their boyfriends they begin making plans for both their weddings. When a mix up occurs where both their weddings will be on the same day that is when the war of the brides to be begin.

This is one of the most dumb chick flicks ever. Why couldn't they just agree and be happy that they're both having their weddings on the same day? They are best friends after all. Wouldn't a best friend be happy about that? No. Instead it's an ugly, mean-spirited ordeal between two women who want the "perfect" wedding. It gave me a fucking headache.

Now I didn't have to watch this film, but it was on HBO and I noticed that RocknRolla was going to be on right after it so I figured what the hell, I'll wait it out. Probably the only high point was when Anne Hathaway did a sexy dance.

Don't watch this film during the day. It's best viewed at night. A second group of scientists carrying a huge bomb are heading toward the sun because it's dying. This bomb will give the sun a re-boot. The first group didn't succeed. They all died except for one man who thinks, since he's survived, is god-like. Kind of like a sun god I suppose would be the right words to describe this guy. He's kind of like a metaphor to some sort of way of stopping these crew members from saving mankind. He appears in the third act which all hell breaks loose and that isn't such a bad thing because the chaos, even though it's blurry and slightly abstract, works and it's really beautiful stuff. Even the ending, oh, the ending is one of greatness when Murphy's character literally touches the sun. Really great stuff. SPOILER: I almost forgot the 'Mercury' scene. When it pops up, turn the volume up! The ambience is awesome.

One word can sum up this movie: Whoa!