Point Break 2 Is A Pure Stupidity Rush

As you may have heard, Hollywood has given the green light to a Point Break sequel. Which is smart, because that was clearly a story that needed more telling. I just hope they make the adrenaline addiction storyline a metaphor for Iraq. Oh, it is? Great.

When Billy Dalton, military special ops and star surfer, is disqualified from the pro-surfing tour, he takes off for the coast of Bali looking for the perfect wave. While there he’s recruited by a private security force who are trying to find a gang known as The Bush Administration, surfing outlaws and modern day pirates who work like “The Ex-Presidents,” a bank robbing crew from Malibu twenty years ago.

(IESB via Film Drunk)

Hollywood is such a genius. I’m pretty sure I could do all the Jenkem in the world and still never be able to come up with some shit like that. My hallucinations of dead relatives would be like “you need tighter structure in the third act to echo the themes you established in the kitchen scene,” and I’ll be like “I just shit my pants in the gutter and haven’t eaten in four days.” Jenkem is the worst, you guys. This world is horrible.