from the moment i first watched 'Taken', the image of liam neeson sporting what i can only assume as claires accessories hair plugs was burnt into my retina's forever.
why is it a director assumes we as an audience are unaware of the fact their leading male protagonist is 64years old, that a 'wee bit of boot polish' will do the trick. it does not.
so here for 90mins i was subjected to someones grandad on steroids acting hard, obviously we new he meant business when he cracked the phil mitchell leather jacket out..it was all just painful.
well thats until we meet the daughter.
JESUS.CHRIST. she was like a bouncey ball on crack. never once did i see her walk, like she was incapable of doing anything other than licking chupa chups whislst watching snoopy on repeat.
maybe time would be better spent in pre-production building on character and plot development, then on spoon feeding us this basic storytelling bullshit.
schindler's list will always be schindler's list..but the only good thing i can find in Liam Neeson is his voice, so maybe some time spent with marks and spencer advertising their 'dining in for £15' is the way forward from here.
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