
I just finished watching Casino Royale. It wasn't bad. A refreshing reboot for an ailing franchise or whatever -- and I didn't mind the nut-smacking scene as much as people said I would. Honestly, as of late, it feels as though I've had worse.
But I do have one complaint. In just about every movie I've ever seen that involves a machine gun, there's a scene where the protagonist is running and some stooge with an automatic perched in a window tries to mow him down by shooting a trail of bullets behind him.
If I were a machine gunner, I'd move my barrel the quarter-inch it takes to aim in front of the target and then shoot backwards towards him. Best case, the bullets and the target meet halfway and mission accomplished. Worst case, the target has to turn and run the other direction, so you may not kill him, but at least you pissed him off by not letting him get to where he was trying to go.
I think I missed my calling.


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"Shoot low, they're ridin' Shetlands!"
Cheers!
Deus ex machina-gun!
If you shoot the machine gun a quarter inch ahead of the target, what would happen to all those special effects people's jobs when they would no longer be allowed to make the dirt fly into the air? And of James Bond? His would truly be a short role. But then, most of the Bond flicks would probably have been better if they'd ended much sooner anyway.