You can expect an outpour of reviews and criticism from the cyberspace blogosphere, and rightfully so. This movie was so goddam macho that I swear I grew a chest hair just watching it.
And this is where movies are headed to. We know that men love two things, violence and sex. So now you'll have Hollywood inching ever closer to hardcore violent porn without ever crossing that line. Years from now, when the line of acceptance has been so far pushed, you'll have Leo accepting the Oscar for his portrayal of the battered upbringing of Peter North.
So, in real news, no NSTP for the weekend. No matter what make-up session that the uniquely named Ma'm Ophalle throws at us, it doesn't seem to matter. These make-up sessions, are just fillers for the school to make parents feel like they didn't waste their money. If you want a real filler of time, it's footbagging during the weekend. You just kick that little thing around with friends, try other things after, and find yourself lounging on the bleachers of the country club, realizing what a wasted day it was.
This is Sparta.
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