how can i describe one of the best anythings to happen while sitting in a chair with my mouth gaped open with sour worms?
the whole time “wtf” was running through my mind with each awesome walk-a-way-from-explosion-better-than-bruce-willis, you-can’t-catch-me-better-than-the-gingerbread-manness and diddy-has-nothing-on-my-mind-fuck-of-the-century.
it was pretty great . . . although, the movie felt a bit bourne-ish in the sense that we have no idea what is going on until the 3rd flick is over. hopefully, salt’s next adventure doesn’t feel like i already saw matt damon kick that guy’s balls into space.
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