I do not like Toby Keith. Seriously can't stand the right wing, ultra-conservative redneck douche. I didn't care for him before but then after he pledged his love and respect for our ridiculous president and then threatened Natalie Maines of the Dixie Chicks after she spoke up against the President, I disliked him even more. I love her, I love the Dixie Chicks and I think she got the bad end of the deal there.
Anyway, I just saw that opening this weekend is a movie called "Beer for my Horses". My first thought was "OK, this must be another redneck movie with Larry the Cable Guy and Jeff Foxworthy". Now don't get me wrong. I understand being a cowboy/redneck. I grew up that way. I've just moved on, grown up, went to college and became a little more refined but I'm still related to a lot of folks (my immediate family included) that are very country. They just don't know any better and that is OK. They're happy and that is all that matters.
I look at the description for this brilliant movie called "Beer for my Horses" and I see (and I quote) "Two buddies, Rack and Lonnie, have quietly been pursuing justice as deputies in a small Southern town. But when Rack's irresistible girlfriend is kidnapped by a particularly nasty drug lord as revenge for the arrest of his brother Tito, the duo decide to defy their boss, Sheriff Landry, and chase them down... by any means necessary. Rounding up the town's most off-beat lawman--Skunk Tarver, a defiantly silent man who chooses to use a bow n' arrow instead of a gun--they take off on a rip-roaring road trip with all the makings of a rollicking comic joyride that's not afraid to go over the top."
That sounds like it's a fun little movie doesn't it? I especially like the part about the "irresistable girlfriend". She must have more than 2 teeth in her head. To top off the brilliant plot Toby Keith got top billing. He is the movie "star" in this. Beautiful. Brilliant. No really....rush right out and see this one, please. It sounds about as much fun as rinsing your eyeballs with acid, sticking a flaming pitchfork in your butthole and then pole vaulting over a mile long crocodile pit.
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