Fuck, there's little wonder! Apart from WALL-E, a decent chunk of Iron Man, the odd peal of Tropic Thunder (forgive), Wanted (although I prefer Timur operate within Russia) and I suppose Ghost Town (I haven't yet been troubled to see Dark Knight or Burn After Reading), this summer's mainstream offerings have been thin fucking gulag gruel.
Why waste precious time and increasingly worthless dollars on Death Race or Righteous Kill when you can instead revel in the (recent) unrepentant?
Here's one from last year:
Any synopsis proffered here would spoil everything. Just take my word for it...
Paths of Glory,
Rififi B. Defa