Sam Childers is a former biker criminal-turned-preacher who makes a missionary trip to Africa. After he's been dragged into a bloody civilian war Childers finds use for his old "skills" in protection of the innocent and becomes the "Machine Gun Preacher"... (based on true events)
It's solid work, even haunting at times. With that being said, I don't know the book and can't tell how closely the movie follows actual events but Childer's conversion into a devoted Christian missionary doesn't seem authentic.
A heavily swearing die hard drug dealer who sells his own wife as a stripper basically turns into a responsible family man overnight?
Ted: 8/10 - was really pretty funny. Loses half a point for fart jokes, gains a full point for a great cameo.
Total Recall: 7/10 More enjoyable than I thought it would be, although the fact that the director borrowed from at least 10 other films/directors to get his film done was laughable. It's Bourne meets I Robot meets Attack of the Clones meets Inception meets... you get the idea. "Lens flare, we need more lens flare!"
Saw it after several years. The film itself needs no commentary, it is great. What, however, got me that I in several scenes I found myself, my society, my nation and country. Arguments which are the same anyone living here can hear on daily basis regarding Romas (criminality, positive discrimination, unemployment etc.). I always thought about myself that I am, or at least I try, to look at this problem from both sides, hence why I talked to several activists from anti-racism NGOs, to statistics bureau and others. Now, I am not so sure about that.