Movie: Running Scared

Holy crap... talk about a dirty and gritty mob movie!!

This is a good one. Lots of guns, blood, and exploding heads.

And it's not gratuitious.

Didn't expect there to be such a thing as artistic violence. But this is pretty close.

Nine years ago, I watched Al Pacino in Donnie Brasco at the theatres. It was horribly butchered by the Malaysian censorship board. Every time Al Pacino said "f*ck", the film skipped a milli-second.

Since then, there was an emptiness that I never realised I had... Until it was filled by Running Scared.

Paul Walker, (Mr Fast & Furious, but more enviably the guy that rode Jessica Alba in Into The Blue), is a low level mob grunt. His boss' son shot a couple of dirty cops, and hands him the gun to be disposed of. The gun ends up back in the street, and racks up plenty of mileage.

After that it's a fun ride painting the town red.

The story and the action is gripping. The characters are nasty. Although without the powerful commentary of Brasco.

It's a good watch. But don't watch it on Malaysian theatres.


"One Nike gym bag: 60 bucks.
One Nokia cell phone: 100 bucks.
One ounce Semtex: 500 bucks.
Getting rid of a dirty cop: f*cking priceless!"