On Stupid Ground


I can’t stop watching Steven Seagal movies. Why can’t I stop watching Steven Seagal movies? Is it because of the poise and elegance he displays when waving his arms at people and throwing them through walls? Is it because of the pretty explosions? Is it because of the wit and wisdom on display in the man’s pithy quips and zen observations?

Or is it because the DVDs are being sold so cheap these days I can get them, watch them, and take them to my nearest second-hand DVD place and actually turn a profit?

Who can say?

Last time in what seems depressingly likely to turn out to be a continuing series examining the man’s illustrious career, I reviewed a box set that encompasses around half the films he made whilst he could still get his movies released in actual cinemas. Here is the other half.

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