I was walking out from Infinity War after 2 hours and 29 minutes without saying a word. Not because I had lost my voice a day before, but because there were people heading to watch the Infinity War, and I was not about to ruin the movie for them. Once in a safe distance, I let it all out! Oh and there was a lot to let out!
Fast and the Furious is one of those movie franchises that I’m familiar with but not too comfortable with. Like, I’ve seen some of the movies, none of them more than once and I think I’ll never watch the seventh movie – even though I watched the eighth. And it’s very unlikely that I’ll ever revisit the entire eight movie either, even though this movie surprised me a lot. That being said, I can’t deny the fact that I won’t seek out gifsets of Jason Statham saving a baby in the near future.
At no point before, during nor after, did I think anything about the xXx: Return of Xander Cage was a good idea. Me going to see it was simply an act of spontaneous Monday evening plans and nothing else being on screen that I hadn’t seen (or my flatmate hadn’t seen). It was a fluke and every fibre of my being regrets everything about that day and this stupid ass movie.
To set the mood of this review, I love Guardians of the Galaxy! There, that’s what the whole review is going to be like, me gushing about everything GOTG related, me defending its faults (I don’t actually know any but I’m defending those nonetheless), sharing my feels in every paragraph and all of that will take place while Awesome Mix Vol. 1 is playing on the background.