He Ain't No Fortunate One, Son

My goodness. Go see Live Free or Die Hard, turn your brain off, and just enjoy it for what it is: non-stop action in true Die Hard style, Bruce Willis jumping off of buildings and cars and fighter jets, and a general frantic good time. The only thing that seemed to be missing were the cuss words (I guess the producers decided to keep things PG-13 to compete with some of the other blockbusters), but there were puh-LENTY of explosions to counteract that. What's more, the plot hits close to home for me both by being based around D.C. and by showing us a potential downfall for being overly reliant on technology.

There are only two other things I have to ponder: where the heck is that toll tunnel in downtown D.C., and how come the Charm City finally gets featured in a movie and gets its freeways totally trashed? Okay, three things: there is no Middleton, WV, nor is there a giant natural gas hub located there ready for the attackin'. But these are the kinds of details that really only make the movie more fun, for me, knowing that the writers/director were trying to set up the next big action sequence and none of that really matters. I can get behind that. It doesn't bother me. I've seen Bruce Willis survive a rooftop explosion by strapping himself to a firehose. I've seen him eject out of an exploding airliner. I can handle him driving a sedan out of gridlocked DC and getting to WV in a few scant hours.

Thumbs up, kids! Check out the Love Pirate's review, too, for a more thoughtful review than I could give with the energy I have left after returning to work today from an extended weekend.