It seems almost wrong to follow an ode to manly films with yet another ode to a manly film, but I felt I just had to write something here on the blog sooner or later, or people would get sad, and I don’t like it when people get sad.

Anyway, so, Jason Bourne. He’s a special old chap, he’s got amnesia and a penchant for getting the women he loves killed. An assassin by the CIA who has a change of heart when ordered to kill a deposed African dictator, Bourne is basically the best of the best when it comes to evading, killing and running.

To sum up the first two films, he gets amnesia, falls in love with a girl who helps him escape, they run away to India and then she gets sniped instead of him. He gets mad, the original head honchos behind the Treadstone project get their comeuppance and Bourne continues to struggle to find his true identity.

The basis of the third film basically continues straight on, but plot is kinda irrelevant when set against a backdrop of awesome. The rule of thumb is that all cars should fly at the camera no matter what’s happening on film, all jumps should be just about makable at any height and everything should explode. Straight out of the Live Free and Die Hard school of car chases as well.

Anyway, it’s awesome, go see. Also awesome this year were Die Hard 4.0 and Transformers, so go see them too.