Thursday, April 29, 2010

Direct Contact (2009)


Direct Contact (2009) is a movie starring Dolph Lundgren, a Swedish-American arms trafficker stuck in a minimum security prison in Bulgaria somewhere. Bulgaria is a war-torn country full of fur-wearing warlords, who make Milosevic look like a lamb in wolf's clothing.

Dolph has to rescue a young girl captured by Vlado, a boorish snow beast. She is then kidnapped by Dolph himself, begging the question, who kidnaps the kidnappers?

In any case, they slowly make their way through Sofia, Bulgaria with snipers on their tail. The chase scenes are very meticulous and detailed, alowing you to take in the beautiful Buglarian cityscape, complete with McDonalds and trash can fires. There is some really good cinematography in this movie, especially when cars are traversing small obstacles. I liked the way tanks rolled over outdoor patios, causing widespread panic.


Another warlord called Drago is the main villian, alongside several other main villians. Early in the film he genocides a whole family, and kills several more babushkas in the process. Thankfully, the ends justify the means.


Also, gypsys are killed in vast numbers. That is what they get for joyfully celebrating on trains or hanging out in chandelier-lit sewers.

Nothing can stop Dolph, however, not even an entire Balkan army. Where was he in '94? Could have saved us a lot of trouble!

At the end, the main bad guy gets exploded while falling off a railing. This satisfied me, as well as Dolph who smirked slightly at the sight. He and his kidnap victim lived happily ever after, possibly in Stockholm where no kidnappers go unloved.

I have to say I really felt great watching this film. I never knew Bulgaria was as bad as Romania until watching this movie. I implore you to "directly" "contact" your local video store and acquire such a film. You will not be disappointed. "Five Stars."

2 comments:

  1. Stockholm Syndrome is not a joke for you quaint little phrases! What makes you think you can get by with such a flippant attitude towards mental instability. Maybe it is YOU who will end up with Stockholm Syndrome, then you won't even know your own suffering!

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  2. Ummm... for "your" quaint little phrases... can't you even spell a quaint little phrase: fool!

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