Recently, I was forced to sit down and watch The Professional. Ultimately, while I found it to be an entirely enjoyable movie experience, I kept coming back to one thought: How is this going to effect this young woman's life ten years down the road?
I mean, can you imagine?
Trained to be an assassin and legally dead, what kind of night does that make for her college boyfriend when she has a few too many to drink and unloads her secret history on him? What happens if she's forced into a corner and has to resort to "old behavior?"
This is the big question I've turned over in my head in the months since I watched this movie. Tonight, I sat down to watch The Crow and felt the same familiar tug at the front of my brain. One of your best friends returns from the dead to avenge himself and his love. You're there to witness it all. It's got to have an effect decades down the road, right?
But seriously, screw that Crow: City of Angels crap. I slept through it once already when it came out.
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