A Ripe-for-Riffing movie should attempt to take itself seriously, which xXx does, in my opinion.
"The Xander Zone"? How utterly rediculous!
Why does every single movie that involves Eurotrash have to include numerous "clubs" with fancy light shows/Tesla coils/horribly repetitive music/leather-clad dancers/people with greasy hair/chain-smokers?
That little Q wannabe from MIT should have been shot in the head by xXx the minute he appeared on screen. Hearing Mike's desire to pray for this man's death was pure gold!!!
Asia Argento needs some dental work done. Pronto.
When Skaters act... - PRICELESS!!!!!!!
After re-watching this gem thanks to Mike's superior riffing, I was reminded just how God-awful this turd of a movie was!! And Ebert, well, I wish I could deduct public opinion points from him for that. The fact that he influences a great deal of the movie-going public should be grounds for some kind of punishment for giving xXx a 3 & 1/2 star rating. Shame on you, Roger. Every clich? in the book, horrible acting, rediculous plot, not a new idea in sight, this movie has all the trappings of an F-grade movie, and here we have a respected national critic giving it undeserved accolades. He prides himself in his judgement of films based on their intentions, but he doesn't play fair. I still haven't forgiven him for his trashing of UHF, one of the best comedies in history.