What can be said about a film that features a shuddering, sweaty, naked man before the opening credits are even finished?

Here are simple facts. This film stars two men who are strapping athletes. It is marketed toward men. It is entitled,Double Team.

You haven’t seen a gay action movie shot until you’ve seen Chuck look back over his shoulder as he dispatches an enemy with his devastating tailpipe.

With Bronson fighting rival drug gangs, it stands to reason that people are gonna die.

Marine ends Middle East terrorism with his bare hands.

Joining Van Damme in the gay parade are gang members who wear mink stoles, sleeveless vests, and more glaze than J.C. himself.

Really, any political content just kind of confused mess to serve as backdrop for all the ninjanity.

I had to air out the house after watching it.

There’s more at work here than a generous slab of man candy.