So last night I watched Punisher: War Zone, a hyper-violent (based on a video game, so what would you expect?) movie starring Ray Stevenson, who I really liked in HBO’s Rome. Plus I love really stupid action movies, and this fit the bill.

Stevenson was really good in the part, given that he was playing a completely-obsessed man bent on revenge. Didn’t overplay it, was believable in the action sequences and plus he’s foxy.

Okay. So all good. Thus far. But The Wire’s Dominic West was also in it, playing a mega-baddie whose face gets mangled in a glass recycling machine. Not the most overdone of the moments in the film. That’s how over-the-top it was. West’s accent is a grotesque caricature of NY accents, his acting is equally overdone. I was hoping his conniving blackmailer role in 300 was an aberration, but apparently not. I couldn’t help but wonder–who the hell told him THIS would be a good part for him?

The same person who thought Deadwood’s Timothy Olyphant should play a goofy love interest opposite Jennifer Garner? Or worse, the bald, sociopathic assassin in another video game to movie The Hitman?

I will follow neither West nor Olyphant into their next forays. And I like bad movies.

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