All that\'s missing from this in style Jerry Bruckheimer production is...Jerry Bruckheimer. Actually, this isn\'t a Bruckheimer motion picture but you\'d never be able to tell afterwards watching it. It has many of the same qualities of the action meister movies. Gratuitous violence, big explosions, MTV style editing, motorcar chases and the common plethora of flying bullets. What this film is lacking is the dOE and liveliness of a Bruckheimer flick. In this new action movie, Kurt Russell and Kevin Costner play a couple of Elvis impersonators who, with the help of their fellow cohorts, rip off a Las Vegas cassino during a big Superman convention. Undermentioned the a big bloodletting, the tale develops into a series of double crosses and hidden agendas. 3000 Miles to Graceland is super silly to say the least. At moments, it\'s as if the picture show makers actually expect the audience to take things seriously, just it\'s most impossible to do so. Russell (world Health Organization once played Elvis in a Whoremonger Carpenter bio pic) is the broken anti hero while Costner goes for the atomic number 79 in his first purpose as a bad hombre. Sure, he played a criminal in Clint Eastwood\'s A Stark World, just in that film, he played a convict with a respectable heart. Here, he\'s scarcely plain nasty. It\'s as if he just cherished to strip away that all-American range and just now be as bad as he could, much like Harrison Crossing in net year\'s fateful What Lies Beneath (I hope I didn\'t give anything away). Surprisingly, it\'s the odorous natured Courtney Cox that I very liked best about this film. She\'s given an opportunity to do clowning and drama and she makes the most of it. Of course this is a film is all about action and although thither is hatful of it, the film never manages to conserve any sort of consistent energy. I think it\'s because we\'ve seen all this poppycock before. In that respect were besides some proficient opportunities hither to get the to the highest degree of the Elvis choke, but aside from one interesting revelation, the film-makers never go anywhere with it. I\'d also like to mention the preposterously underdeveloped relationship between George William Russell and Cox\'s son. It never gels and very slows the movie gloomy. 3000 Miles to Graceland deserves some credit for not following any rules. This is one of the almost obnoxiously violent films to come out of Hollywood in former. In the first 40 minutes or so, at least thirty people come blown aside. This flicker has no interest in being genial. In that respect, it\'s kind of a throwback to the glory days of Commando. In the end, I can\'t enjoin I necessarily recommend this picture only then it sure beatniks the hades out of the stream crop of lousy cinema. I\'ll carry 3000 Miles to Graceland over Head of Heels, Saving Silverman, The Hymeneals Planner, and Down to Earth whatever day of the week and twice on Dominicus.movies download (www.world-films.org)
