Review of London Has Fallen

I think you have to be male to like this movie. How's THAT for being sexist! I watched most of the movie with popcorn grease-stained napkin bits shoved in my ears. Anyway, this was the kind of movie where you see Mr. Testosterone blast and kill with his M-47 machine gun as if he were in this high intensity video game, where "the bad guys" (in this case, Arabs) come at him a billion at a time, for ten full minutes. BORING! Also, you see a man whose hands are tied behind his back get full-powered punched in the face about six times, then, a half hour later, he's just dandy, with perfect white shiny teeth. People survive when their car flips and rolls, when they run through fire, and when twenty "bad guys" are firing at them. Simply amazing! Our American hero tortures "a bad guy" with a knife, twisting it grotesquely between his two ribs, and later the President asks him, "Was that necessary?", to which he replies, "No." I didn't know whether to laugh or to duck in shame.