The title reminds me of that old Tennessee Ford song, Sixteen Tons. That’s what this film feels like, sixteen tons of something waiting to happen but never does.
Directed by Richard Donner, who helmed the four “Lethal Weapons,” one might think he’d take us on a pretty good movie ride. He does, but the ride is in a luxury car — smooth, noiseless, comfortable and as long as you’re not driving, a perfect place to catch forty winks.
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When the shoe bomber Richard Reid was captured in 2001 before he could blow up an American Airlines plane enroute from Paris to Miami by igniting his shoe, Al Qaeda became concerned.
“He never should have been detected,” said an anonymous al-Qaeda cell leader. “Our line of explosive haberdashery items could benefit from some intense R & D,” he added, and revealed that money has been allocated to design and build a better shoe bomb.
For all you afficianados of opera and baseball, I’ve been ruminating a lot lately about the tenors I have heard in my lifetime and thought I’d put them in a baseball lineup. If you don’t follow either opera or our National Sport, just skip this or you’ll be scratching your head.
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