I’m not really sure how long it takes most people to get from home to the cinema. Some may be stuck in traffic, broken down buses or just get lost on their way. But for argument sake, lets take an average of 25 minutes. Then you spend some time queuing for food (what do you mean you didn’t buy tickets online before hand?) for another 10 minutes and if you haven’t got tickets, put another 10 minutes onto the clock. So far, we have 45 minutes on the clock. Once you get your gallon of cola, barrell of popcorn and a tonne of melting, dripping ice-cream you’ll meander to your seats. From there you’ll endure 15 minutes of advertisements and 5 minutes of trailers. Sometimes this can be exciting. You know the stuff, real awesome shit. How a months salary can buy you a diamond or something (albeit it cheap one). After an uncomfortable silence from your loved one, dropping hints about how much your salary is, you have consumed your food and your clothes are now destroyed from that melting ice cream. Anyway, when the movie starts (including travel and shop time) an hour has easily passed.
By the time the credits roll on Red Dawn another 90 minutes will have passed. All in, we’ve now accrued about 2 and half hours. And that’s 2 and a half Looooonnnngggg hours. A whopping 9000 seconds. No matter what way you paint it, hours, minutes or seconds Red Dawn takes a part of your life that you will NEVER get back!
An impressive opening quickly meanders into drivel with a cast (Hemsworth to his credit is watchable) that have about as much chemistry together as a wounded bunny and a starved grizzly bear. On the other hand, if you absolutely despise your life then Red Dawn is the movie for you. Otherwise avoid this like you’d avoid the aforementioned grizzly bear!
