Cars, Guns, and Explosions

I watched Fast 5 last night with a couple of friends.

Needless to say, there were a lot of cars, guns, and explosions. And hot women too.

When we got back home, the girls asked us about the movie. We told them it was awesome (and it was), and when they asked us why, we weren't really sure how to answer. Our feeble attempt at explaining it to them led to an interesting discussion about chick flicks, but I won't go into that.

Anyways, it got me thinking about why I love action movies. As long as it has some recognizable plotline, I will always love a movie filled with cars, violence, hot chicks, and explosions, and I've realized why. (Sorry Michael Bay, that means Transformers 2 sucked even based on my weak standards)

Guys like fantasizing about stuff they wish they could do. Typically, this entails a lot of illegal activity, like stealing police cars, taking part in fast-paced street races and car chases. Often, it also entails doing very unrealistic tasks like defeating the rulers of the black market, pulling off amazing car stunts, and blowing shit up in the process.

For me in particular, it's not even the explosions that draw me to action movies. As soon as things start to liven up, I get this HUGE adrenaline rush, that just continues until the end of the movie. That's why every time I watch a Fast movie, I feel like trying to drift with my Chevy Cobalt, and everytime I watch a Transporter movie, I consider leading an underground life as a trafficker of items. Hell, as a kid, I did research about how to become a CIA agent after watching Agent Cody Banks, so I've been doing this for a while.

Anyways, hopefully my future ramblings are more relevant than this one.