Monthly Archives: February 2013

So it took 41,95,389,057 bullets to finally kill one of the best action movie franchise.


Collectively, in all five movies, it’s safe to say that John McClane has dodged more bullets than the number of stars there are in the sky. Wait a minute, that sounds a little too much. God didn’t make that many stars. ūüėõ

But we, the die hard fans of the Die Hard series believed you. Because you gave us the most admirable logical intuitive cop who had this knack of getting ¬†stuck at the wrong place at the wrong time, every time. The thing that moved us about this guy was how he kept saying that “he didn’t give a fuck” yet rescuing the city was all he did. How he kept denying that he’s no hero yet he kept saving the day by killing bad guys. How he kept cribbing about how tough it is to fight without shoes Or on a Christmas Eve Or with a killer headache. How he was smart enough to detect a¬†villain’s¬†bluff yet dumb enough to forget to call his wife.

John McClane’s presence of mind is what made him special. And his¬†perseverance¬† made him immortal for us action movie junkies. ¬†So, what went wrong now? Is the question.

  • A lose predictable average script; nowhere close to the standards set by the previous 4 blockbusters.
  • What happened to the wit? The sarcasm? The trademark American humour? The sadistic/masochistic comments? What happened to the you-might-shoot-me-right-between-the-eyes-but-you-can’t-stop-me-from-making-fun-of your-bad-hairstyle kind of devil may care attitude?
  • Why was the movie so short?
  • Why are they trying to build a¬†character ‘McClane Jr.’ to fill the ‘Yeti size’ shoes of¬†¬†Bruce Willis. Let the franchise die, gracefully. We all realise the original is too old to fight bad guys.
  • Though John keeps repeating that he’s on a vacation¬†while he keeps fighting, the cribbing does ¬†not have the same effect as before.
  • But most importantly why not give us a plot that would keep us on the edge of our seats?¬†

However, it’s still not the worst movie of all time. They are still the best when it comes to making a havoc in the city action sequences. Go if you don’t have anything else to do, but clearly the series has lost its soul. John McClane has lost his mojo. And somewhere somebody lost the plot. Completely.

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So, a frail grey hair raises its ugly head the day I turn 26. Well played God, rub it in!

Baby has a funny shocked expression

And BTW I have the same spikey hairstyle. Last Monday, ¬†on my 26th birthday just when I was getting ready for office, collecting my hair from the sides and forming a cute mountain range in the centre. I saw something so terrifying, so dreadful that I understood how bad guys must have felt after seeing Batman, you know that I’m your worst nightmare feeling.

However, my worst night mare wasn’t dark. It was white. Yes, a frail, ugly, antihero who stood apart like an outlaw, from other peaceful dark brown community of strands. Unlike my bouncy, regularly conditioned full-bodied hair, this one looked like an alien. A pale creature from outer space who didn’t belong where it stood, and it stood like¬†a SIGN.

Am I getting old and do I need to change drastically; was the question that it raised, as it rose above. Only then I had this grey-haired epiphany.  The answer, is YES.

I need to change and let the kid inside me take over completely.

I am running out of time and there is none to waste on fear.

I need to smile more often, because that’s the only wrinkle that looks good my face.

I have to meet more people and tell them how one grey hair can teach you so much.

I have to buy more funny tee shirts before my head goes all salt and pepper.

I need to confabulate more and more, with far greater intensity, so I create my ideal life, sooner.

I need to LIVE MORE as I am not getting any younger, or getting any more dark brown bouncy full-bodied hair.

So I better hurry up!

*Keeps the laptop aside, runs away*

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