die hard 4.0
I’m not sure when I realised that I’d been won over by Die Hard 4.0. Was it the point when I punched the air because a car had just crashed into a helicopter, or the point when a car crashed into a lift shaft, or the point when a truck crashed into a fighter plane? To be honest, ol’ smilin’ John McClane had me at hello, or at least the point ten or so minutes in when he said hello to some bad guys by throwing a fire extinguisher at them and then shooting the fire extinguisher so that the fire extinguisher blew up and it blew them up as well.
If the above has you grinning like a sex-starved orang-utan in a co-ed monkey house, then Die Hard 4.0 is for you. If not, get the hell out of my blog, you big girl’s bedwetter.