“Shut up! Shut up. Sit y’all monkey ass down.


The presence of Terry Crews makes up at least 85% of any desire I have to see The Expendables 2, so when he talks about the film and the controversial PG-13 rating, I listen.

“It’s PG-13. Do you really think only men 40 and over saw the first one? The kids bought tickets to Eat, Pray, Love and walked right into The Expendables. In fact, they were YOUR kids. I get it. I really do. But boobs and blood do not a good movie make. You don’t want to go. Don’t go. I respect it. But you will miss the greatest thing you’ve ever seen.”

There are a couple of holes to poke in this statement, even if I get that he’s aiming that comment at the over 40 B-action nerds who raised the most furious complaints about the ratings change.

The other thing that happens when I read this is a small latent tear about for all those assholes who did exactly what Terry describes, and bought a ticket to Eat, Pray, Love when they could have bought the ticket to Scott Pilgrim. Buttholes.

Still, it’s funny that I’ve still not seen anyone specifically deny the suggestion that Chucky Norris is at least in part responsible for the taming of the Crews, not even Sly himself. Nobody gives a shit about boobs in an Expendables film, but I would at least in part suggest that yes, blood is one of your key ingredients Terry. Let’s not pretend anyone is going to get an emotional catharsis from the story of a group of aging badasses blowing shit up and shooting people before we start tossing out the well-worn “don’t like it, don’t go!” That’s said, his very final finishing sentence pretty much sums up why I like the guy so much.

Sorry internet. Apparently you can kill SOPA, but you can’t get The Expendables to bump up a rating. The Crews has spoken.

Source | Movieweb (via TotalFilm)