This is one GREAT flick --- writing, casting, direction, editing, photography --- even if Uncle Sam(uel L. Jackson) supported Obama's re-election --- expressly --- because the nation's No. 1 golf and vacation professional is --- shhhhhh --- black. Fortunately, Uncle Sam --- not to be confused with Uncle Tom --- is also a GREAT actor, because --- as everyone now knows --- racists and Uncle Toms cannot own an NBA franchise.
A completely OUTSTANDING flick --- flying in the face of effete left wing loony toons --- who wet their panties at the first sight of blood spilled by proud Americans in defense of the greatest nation on Earth. Well done.
Well cast (Robert Duvall at his best), directed, photographed, edited. Scripting "T.K. Oh", four time Masters Champion --- and --- failing to finish the parable on-screen weakened, but did not destroy, an altogether enjoyable viewing.
Politically Correct displeasure with a lesson in basic moral values?!? Go figure. See it --- feel it --- trust it.
A must for golfers --- a worthwhile and enjoyable viewing for others.
Appropriately titled "musical" from Hell --- score and lyrics from the 13th level, editing from the twelfth. Hugh Jackson's otherwise Oscar level performance fails to overcome a mangled retelling of Victor Hugo's masterpiece. New Zealand's Russell Crowe won an Oscar for not playing a Roman General, should have been a repeat winner for again being miscast --- this time as a French gendarme. It is assumed that --- apart from politically correctness from the 11th level of Hell --- Anne Hathaway's touching graveyard finale overcame an earlier non-performance that only ended with her merciful --- to viewers --- death. Alas --- one song sung and resung poorly does not a "musical" make, mon amis. March/Laughton, Jordan/Perkins --- to be followed by Neeson/Rush --- must be turning over in the graves.