Well, yesterday (Sunday) was a regular testosterone fest, with most of the day’s comments pertaining to generators, electricity, and snow/ice removal. Most of the Hostagettes beat a hasty retreat from the discussion; occasionally one of the ladies would peek in, but they didn’t stick around for long.
We are all happy that Cuffy and his missus were able to get out of Egypt and Jordan before the SHTF. It sure does look like things are going to be messy over there for a while.
Best tweet of the day (h/t arabist): “A friend in Cairo: The government can take away my freedom, but if they take away my internet porn, they’re going down.”
I would embed this video but the pieces of shit at Sony Music Entertainment only want you to watch it on YouTube. They have seriously prevented 75% of all music videos from being embedded here and I would like to take this opportunity to tell them to go fuck themselves.
UncleFacts has gone to be with his mother, who is in the end stages of a valiant battle with Brain Cancer. Hospice has told the family that her passing is imminent. Please keep UncleFacts and his family in your prayers at this difficult time.
Did you ever wonder what a covert ops team would be like if the members were Hostages? I didn’t either, but I found out last night, and I enjoyed the experience. I’m not even sore this morning, and I don’t have a funky aftertaste in my mouth, either.
The movie centers on a special forces team sent to Bolivia to help a drug lord into Satan’s warm embrace. But shortly after they help to paint the target, something goes horribly, awfully wrong, and being good guys, they try to call the attack off, only to find that their mysterious puppet master knows what the problem is, and doesn’t care.
Being good guys, they race the clock to set things right, still end up killing the bad guy, and just when they think that everything is going to work out, they are betrayed, and set up as murderers in the same event. Because their betrayer doesn’t know that they are dead, they decide to take advantage of it. But being as they are trapped in a turd world country, making the money they need even to get back home is tough. After a few months, they are approached by a mysterious woman who knows all about them, and all about the man who betrayed them. And she offers them a chance at payback, with the clear understanding that it is likely a one way trip.
After some discussion and a review of their intrepid leader’s lousy track record with the ladies (one actually tried to blow him up), they decide to take her up on her offer. What follows is a non-stop thrill ride with ambushes, plans gone awry, betrayal, priorities, and revenge. But being Hostages The Losers, they never say die, and they end up saving the world, at least for today, even if their evil nemesis manages to get away.
The cast clicked well. Jeffrey Dean Morgan did his best Robert Downey Jr. imitation, Chris Evans was great as the team’s Rosetta, and Zoe Saldana can have that brutal foreplay with me anytime…as long as she promises not to break anything, and wake me for the fun part after.
This is the best action flick I have seen in quite a while. The acting was good, the dialogue engaging and funny, and the premise, oddly enough, believable. If you have to make a choice about whether to watch this or the Expendables on a Friday or Saturday night, pick The Losers. Trust me on this. You won’t be disappointed.
Yeah, I know. . . Mare hates the Beatles. The Fab Four may have started the British Invasion, but they were not the onlyiest band that made an impact on my youth. Here are some others;
Peter & Gordon
Some of this was really excellent music
Gerry and The Pacemakers
The original bad boys of British rock. . . it wouldn’t be the last time girls screamed
Heck, they even allowed some birds into the act
Dusty Springfield
So, now you know. More than the Beatles. . . right, Mare?
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