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The Key (2008)

The Key (2008)

This one starts a B-movie but... yeah, it stays a B-movie too.

I was hoping for more. They've got something going with the blood and that so very vague premise of it all, but lack of scenery, bad recording quality, not the best actors (but not the worst either)... it all boils down to a somewhat exciting but-not-all-the-way-through horror movie about five friends who attempt to shoot a documentary in a haunted house... when things start to go horribly wrong.

There's also a key, and a lot of cleavage, but unfortunately the sound suffers similar consequence, as does the quality of the film.

I don't want to rate this too low since it had some strong points, it just isn't one I'd want to watch again.

 rated 2/5: decent

Undisputed 3 - Redemption (2010)

Undisputed 3 - Redemption (2010)

Bad knee, good knee, no knee... you can rely on Boyka to put up a good fight either way! Though it certainly hasn't been easy it seems he did recover from the fatal injury in his last round, and when talk of a nationwide prison tournament comes up: he wants in. Enter Mykel Shannon Jenkins, Lateef Crowder, Esteban Cueto and quite a few new fighters too! Gone is the Iceman: it's all Boyka now.

And oddly enough he's suddenly become a somewhat sympathetic main character. You could say the shift is for the worse, in that the movie loses a bit of its former edge, but at the same time it also shows that everything isn't all black and white. It depends on how you're looking at the picture.

It's another good fight movie too. I'm starting to feel like parts of these soundtracks are pretty out of place, but overall there's little to complain about. The choreography stays strong, and once again it's a tough ride to the ultimate victory, with quite a few people trying to get in the way of the one and only. And that's all, then he's Undisputed once again. For now.

 rated 4/5: fo shizzle

Undisputed 2 - Last Man Standing (2006)

Undisputed 2 - Last Man Standing (2006)

Sequel to the 2002 film. This time, Heavyweight Champ George "Iceman" Chambers is sent to a Russian Jail on trumped-up drug charges.

...only the Iceman is a new Iceman this time, played by Michael Jai White, who coincidentally also played the character this character was based on in another movie (Mike Tyson).

It's time for Michael Jai White and Scott Adkins to meet, too! And for this series to get a whole lot more vicious. The fights are no longer strictly boxing, and noticeably sped up, but in terms of general choreography and energy this is on a whole new level.

Not as authentic but a lot more bad-ass.

Neither of the lead characters disappoint either. They're made for their roles, though here the adversary comes across as more as the villain, and the Iceman as the (sort of) good guy.

It's basically a new version of the first movie with a few elements turned around.

The acting's not all on top, but it is a solid movie, both a prison and a fight one, and there's not much more to say really. It's in Russia. It's savage.

It's not bad.

 rated 4/5: fo shizzle

Undisputed (2002)

Undisputed (2002)

Time to dive back to the prison fight movie #1! The one with Wesley Snipes and Ving Rhames AKA George Chambers AKA The Iceman - a title that becomes reoccurring within this particular franchise, and is by the way also an alternative title for this one movie. And the one Tyson went by IRL.

It's a good movie. It's got some Michael Rooker and Peter Falk, and was directed by Walter Hill - a big fan of boxing, who said this in an interview: Some say Hollywood movies that are made about boxing, are just metaphors for other things, I think I've made one that's actually about boxing, and not a metaphor.

I think I agree. It's not a particularly deep or flashy movie, but a thorough one, and the one fight that all trials and training sessions lead up to is one thorough fight.

Props on Wesley and Ving for really lending their roles credibility too. Ving trained for two years to get in suitable form, and Wesley learned from the best. And y'all know Wesley. Authentic fight. Good show. Lots of attitude.

The title's worthy.

 rated 4/5: fo shizzle

Syndicate Dreams & Strange Fruit

I'm not sure why or how, but somehow I had a big house. Either I was given this house or I'd attained it through some shadier means, but I was suddenly richer than Barry Seal, with maybe not 2000 acres worth of land but a house that was like a castle, with a gigantic living room - candle-lit like in Castlevania - where I danced with a girl who didn't know how to dance.

I didn't either. She practiced her steps while I went to the bathroom to practice mine, and yet we somehow both danced like professionals when we were together on the floor, accompanied by the shine of a thousand candles, under high-set portraits on the walls, with thin round pillars holding up a terrace that ran along the edges of the room.

She drove away, and I stayed in my house, wondering what I'd do about her. For some reason I was very secretive about my... everything about myself. Maybe the house wasn't mine? I'm sure she was an accountant or a lawyer - something related to the house, but it seemed like our relationship might sail further than that.

The house reminded me of Häringe Castle, but bigger. The living room and dance reminded me of the introductory one in Eyes Wide Shut, the girl of Nicole Kidman, and the feel of it all like American Made: like the world around me might crumble if only those I relied on took a wrong step.

Later on we were in the city, me and a group of people I'm not sure of - one might have been my brother, and we'd been infiltrated. A girl. I don't remember exactly how it happened, but though I really didn't want to I had to kill her, or they'd be on to us. It was a sad moment, but we realized there must be a very professional group working behind the scenes, since nothing about her led us any further up the chain of command.

Suddenly the world was crawling with these people. We were spread out, and had to take care of at least a few of them each. Some of us were driving. Some of us were in parking garages. On rooftops. In the city square. They kept to the shadows, real professional-like, but we managed to sniff them out anyway.

When it was all done we met up in a little garden, where some kind of strange fruit was growing in the ground. One of the guys had managed to save it from the group, and we realized that this must be the secret. This was how we could figure out who they were really working for.

We never did though. I woke up and that was the end of this strange dream.

Maybe details would've been clearer if I woke up to write this right away, but for some reason the main scenario is still fresh in mind, even though it's been a while now. Best write it down quick though... and leave the dream interpretation to all of y'all. Was definitely one of the weirder ones in a while now.


Just a little something on time use... I'ma prioritize better today.

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