(USA) An on-screen reunion with a dumb plot, lines consisting of no more than five words and forever-tough and immortal characters: yeah it’s true—if without the androgen, this movie would have just been, at its best, a third-grade “Toy Story 3.” But complaining women, stfu, because this is the “Sex and the City” for men, and that means people buy tickets just to watch some asses get kicked by a group of action heroes long past their prime.
You can’t blame Stallone – he’s not selling out. No, with over two decades in the industry under his belt, he has surely built up a nice nest egg. He just doesn’t want to be remembered for straight-to-DVD fare like “D-Tox” and “Avenging Angelo.”
