But enough about those who invested in this movie.
Had I listened to my mom when she said if you can't say anything nice then don't say anything at all then I'd already be done with this review and in bed. But the badness of Running Scared, the action flick to propel the Fast and Furious Paul Walker to the top of the 'A List', has deeper implications than just a good idea gone awry. No, it shows that Hollywood is pretty sure they're customers are getting dumber. And if you paid to see Date Movie or the latest Pink Panther then maybe you're proving them right. Running Scared is a little bit of Pulp Fiction, with some Goodfellas and even some Naked Gun. The writers were so desperate to keep everybody's attention that they forgot the story and went for cheap tricks. I guess there's no real bad time for kiddie pornographers/molesters to die but when it inexplicabley happens in the middle of a mafia movie you're thinking 'well hell let's just forget the original story and go waste some animal abusers'. Running Scared actually is a decent title. Because I remember getting attacked by a rooster when I was five and I lost my wits and scampered all over the place. My only focus was to get away from that crazy bird digging its talons into my back. I can see how Paul Walker just wanted to sprint through this mess and wait for Fast and Furious III.