While I’m finishing up my review of the Taurus 24/7 G2, here’s a little illustration of the leisurely muzzle velocity of the .45 ACP cartridge. We all love the .45 (okay, at least I do) but it’s no speed demon like the 7.62×25 Tokarev or the 5.7×28 . . .
When you make a (meager) living watching movies and then writing about them, you see a lot, a lot, a lot of movies. Many of them are crap. Many of those crappy films get crappy sequels. Whether it’s just part of the job or a facet of my masochism, I greedily eat up all the sequels, even to movies I didn’t like. Case in point, Smokin Aces 2, the sequel to the obviously named Smokin Aces, a film which I thought was a jumbled mess of action and, ultimately, a failure on the entertaining front. What I learned from the sequel, and many terrible sequels before it, is that entering the experience with low expectations is a godsend. So, as you may have gleaned, Smokin Aces 2 isn’t good. But how bad is it, really?