Well, I just wasted eight bucks on "Gone in Sixty Seconds". Here I was, thinking it was going to be nothing but two solid hours of car chases and explosions, but what we got was about ten minutes of car chases, and the rest was a bunch of people... "ACTING". Or, at least, a bunch of "actors" reciting some ridiculous drivel that someone scribbled down on a cocktail napkin one night.
Why did they even bother inventing a PLOT for this movie? It's an action movie, for crissakes! Show me some action!
The only saving grace was a scene someone had told me about, which was what convinced me to see the flick in the first place, and it wasn't that great anyway. This chick comes riding up on a brand new MV Agusta F4 Oro. And that was it. No more bike shots.
The funny thing, this chick is supposed to be a part time auto mechanic/bartender. And she can afford a $40,000 MV. Okay. Fine. (She even states that she has to work both jobs, so she can pay the rent)
I'm not joking. And don't call me Shirley.
[This message has been edited by AZ Scott (edited June 21, 2000).]