Formula 51 —The Corporate Take
Oct. 22nd, 2002 10:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mousmePlot: Master Chemist Elmo McElroy (Samuel L. Jackson) develops a drug that's 51 times as powerful, hallucinogenic and trippy as any of the other known illegal drugs combined, all made with perfectly legal substances. The drug itself looks like blue smarties.
He escapes his life of servitude to an evil drug lord known only as The Lizard, an obviously evil guy because he dresses in a green robe thing and has a burn scar down one side of his face. McElroy blows him up in a spectacular way in one of the very first scenes, but naturally the evil one survives.
Enter Dawn (played with panache by Emily Mortimer), a native of Liverpool who has changed her name to Dakota and escaped to the United States where she incurred a humonguous gambling debt to —you guessed it— the Lizard. She's a killer for hire, and he hires her to kill McElroy in return for wiping her slate clean with a $250k bonus.
McElroy wants to sell his stuff for $20 million to a British buyer. Enter Felix de Souza (Robert Carlyle), the buyer's homme-à-tout-faire who generally directs the other mooks to do whatever it is that needs to be done. He's from Liverpool and a rabid football fan (the European kind, of course). He's also Dawn's ex–boyfriend.
The action goes downhill from there, with more blood and shyte than you can shake a stick at, and I must say I was in hysterics for the better part of the movie. Many many good Vicky moments. If you don't know who Vicky is, she was my Deadlands character, the gunslinger-turned-Blessed who always had an impressive arsenal at her disposal and later acquired the Randy hindrance, which was bothersome until she married a man with lots of stamina and a penchant for having sex in bathtubs. You can get a look at her here.
All in all, much fun was had, although some of the scenes were kinda gratuitous and left you wondering (in true Samuel L. Jackson style): "Why the f*kc* did they do *that*?
Excuse me, I have to go retrieve my cat from under the carpet. Yes, you read right: UNDER the carpet.
*sigh*
He escapes his life of servitude to an evil drug lord known only as The Lizard, an obviously evil guy because he dresses in a green robe thing and has a burn scar down one side of his face. McElroy blows him up in a spectacular way in one of the very first scenes, but naturally the evil one survives.
Enter Dawn (played with panache by Emily Mortimer), a native of Liverpool who has changed her name to Dakota and escaped to the United States where she incurred a humonguous gambling debt to —you guessed it— the Lizard. She's a killer for hire, and he hires her to kill McElroy in return for wiping her slate clean with a $250k bonus.
McElroy wants to sell his stuff for $20 million to a British buyer. Enter Felix de Souza (Robert Carlyle), the buyer's homme-à-tout-faire who generally directs the other mooks to do whatever it is that needs to be done. He's from Liverpool and a rabid football fan (the European kind, of course). He's also Dawn's ex–boyfriend.
The action goes downhill from there, with more blood and shyte than you can shake a stick at, and I must say I was in hysterics for the better part of the movie. Many many good Vicky moments. If you don't know who Vicky is, she was my Deadlands character, the gunslinger-turned-Blessed who always had an impressive arsenal at her disposal and later acquired the Randy hindrance, which was bothersome until she married a man with lots of stamina and a penchant for having sex in bathtubs. You can get a look at her here.
All in all, much fun was had, although some of the scenes were kinda gratuitous and left you wondering (in true Samuel L. Jackson style): "Why the f*kc* did they do *that*?
Excuse me, I have to go retrieve my cat from under the carpet. Yes, you read right: UNDER the carpet.
*sigh*