Desperate Measures

Did I rent Desperate Measures just to see a buffed-out Michael Keaton shirtless? Well yes, as a matter of fact I did.

Turns out that for its genre, it wasn’t a bad movie at all. Keaton gives a stand-out performance as a very, very bad man that you nonetheless root for. Andy Garcia is, well, Andy Garcia, but his character has some nice conflicts. It was a lot of fun watching the uber-smart McCabe outwit them all, and the uber-determined Connor become more like McCabe as time went on.

And, of course, there’s this:

4 Responses to Desperate Measures

  1. Cat says:

    Is it wrong if I keep coming back to my own site just to stare at that picture? I’m pathetic.

  2. Orb says:

    No … it’s not wrong. Hee hee … it’s a gooooood picture. 😉

  3. Suzie says:

    Is it wrong to stare at that picture while eating Buttercream frosting right from the tub? Michael Keaton is a hottie.

  4. Cat says:

    Suzie: I read that as “eating buttercream frosting right IN the tub”, and I was wondering why you had your laptop in the tub. Hee. Michael Keaton *is* buttercream frosting.