Review of The 15:17 to Paris (2018) by Paul D — 10 Feb 2018

I enjoyed this movie immensely, and I left the theater deeply moved. Now, I certainly can understand why a movie critic would hate "15:17 to Paris." It makes normal Americans feel extremely proud.

The hero of the story is a big, strong military man, as is one of his two buddies. The heroic trio, as boys, loved to play war games with guns. And the worst parts: all three were raised in Christian homes, and the one who jumped and subdued the Muslim terrorist later asked the wounded man to whose artery he was applying direct pressure if he wanted to pray.

(He did normal Christian stuff, and he looked really admirable while he did it.) The leg-crossing pencil-necks said the long buildup to the climactic showdown on the train was boring and it was a mistake to let the three heroes play themselves rather than hire professional actors.

I was not in the least bit bored by the depictions of events that had shaped the men's characters and of the activities that led up to the fateful day, and I came to like all three men very much. They drink, swear, and go places I wouldn't go; but they are the embodiment of what sets Americans apart.

So remember that critics live in a bubble and break into a rash at the sight of perspiration, and go see this wonderful inspiring film. I suspect that word-of-mouth will turn this film into a blockbuster.