Terminator 3: Rise of the Machines
Tell the average dopey guy that the T-X is an unrelenting killing machine with no compassion and no morals and he'll ask but one thing: "How do I get her to like me?"
Life got you down? Is the big, bad world suddenly confusing and difficult? Father acting distant? Mother out of the picture? Are you happy with that guy in your life, yet confused about the "new" boy who seems exciting and slightly dangerous? Does trouble seem to be around every corner? Welcome to the world of Kate Brewster (Claire Danes) and "My So-Called Terminator."
Kate finds herself quickly immersed in the world of an 18-year-old old John Connor (Nick Stahl) and his protector, the Terminator (Arnold Schwarzenegger), as they're faced with yet another advanced killing machine from the future. This time the antagonist is the female T-X (Kristanna Loken), who can not only rip the arms off even the strongest grizzly bear, but looks good doing it in heels.
This is precisely the problem with "T3." Robert Patrick was a far more menacing foe in "T2," not because he was necessarily more lethal, but because most of the males who flock to these sorts of movies weren't distracted by an overwhelming desire to sleep with him. Tell the average dopey guy that the T-X is an unrelenting killing machine with no compassion and no morals and he'll ask but one thing: "How do I get her to like me?"
Sadly, director Jonathan ("U-571") Mostow has turned Arnold into a joke machine. He lets loose more good cracks than a legion of fat plumbers. With one sexy Terminator and one comic one, the next thing up for the series might be a Saturday morning cartoon.
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