well aren't you just a boring windbag.

One should never encourage middle-age white guy's darker fantasies. They'll be dead soon enough, but they can do a lot of damage on the way out.

Did Sicario need a sequel? Absolutely not. But Taylor Sheridan has yet to write a screenplay that I did not greatly enjoy, so I'll be attending this one based on that pedigree.

@1 I got the feeling Vince Mancini quite liked the first one. I did too. Everything was strange and quirky and attention grabbing on a small scale. And I was really intrigued by the characters.

Maybe it's like Ted Nugent's first album. I really like Ted Nugent's first album, "Ted Nugent." I even think it is a "great album," with characteristics that transcended it's genre and time. But subsequent albums and events showed it to be either an accident or a small moment of muse vastly transcending its medium. But I'm sure others, if not most people I would ever want to talk to these days, likely will disagree.

@3 As a 46 year old white guy, your remark prompted a bit of thought on my part. I do have a few darker fantasies, as I suppose anyone out there does. But if I take a good look at those, they strike me as the sort of thing that no-one really ought to indulge, regardless of age or race or gender.

Happily, this particular middle aged white guy isn't in much of a position to make many of them happen. And those I could make happen are mostly self-destructive rather than focused outward.

So the reminder of my immanent mortality is apropos. And something worthy to reflect on on a Sunday morning. Still, none of us do get out alive, again regardless of race, age, or gender.

I look forward to you joining me in the cold embrace of the grave.

P.S. I'm really tempted to see it because of Benicio Del Toro, but since that seems to be the only high point the reviewer is committing too... He really is amazing though.

The problem I have these days is that if I engage with something that has serious righty or racist content, I end up obsessively organizing analysis and argument in my head for days afterword with no time to get it down on paper or share with anyone other than my already beleaguered family.

Ever see “things we lost in the fire”? With BDT and Halle berry?

It totally changed my opinion of Benicio.

Worst movie ever.