Despite trying to keep his swashbuckling to a minimum, a threat to California's pending statehood causes the adventure-loving Alejandro de la Vega (Banderas) -- and his wife, Elena (Zeta-Jones) -- to take action.
In the third movie of Rodriguez's "Mariachi" trilogy, a Mexican drug lord pretends to overthrow the Mexican government, and is connected to a corrupt CIA agent who at that time, demands retribution from his worst enemy to carry out the drug lord's uprising against the government. Written by
Not to sound like a groupie or anything, but Johnny Depp really is the only entertaining aspect of this movie. Plus, there wasn't close to enough Salma Hayek in the film to keep the drooling males happy. What the hell?
The director could have saved a LOT of money, and time, but just saying "Aw, hell, phuk the plot." There would be a close-up of Antonio Banderas, then an explosion. Cut to a close-up of Antonio. Cut to a close-up of an explosion. (Are you ready for the element of surprise?) Cut to a close-up of Willem Dafoe. (AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!) Back to an explosion. And there's a close-up of Antonio, again. And then the movie ends.
Sound good? >_<
See this only if you have a good deal of patience, a GREAT sense of humor concerning bad movies, and only if you don't mind explosions. Or close-ups of Antonio Banderas being pensive. There are a LOT of those.
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