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SHOOT 'EM UP was another one of those films that make you set there as the credits go by and ask yourself "What did I just see?" An anti-gun movie? A pro-gun movie? A violence-laden video game? This was supposed to be a movie 'outside the box', but I didn't think it'd be this far out. There's a plot in there, but it's as thick as a soapbubble. Shootouts while a woman's giving birth. Shootouts while having sex. Shootouts in a toilet. Shootouts in traffic. Shootouts in a weapons factory. Shootouts in an abandoned factory. Shootouts in hotels. Shootouts in restaurants. Shootouts in whorehouses. Shootouts within shootouts. Shootouts while parachuting, Shootouts during the credits.... well, you get the idea.
Clive Owen plays "Mr. Smith", who ordinarily never carries a gun, but uses whatever's available at any given moment-most of the guns he uses here are ones he's taken from fesh bodies. Hes minding his own business drinking coffee and eating a carrot when he stumbles across a pregnant woman about to be killed, gets involved, and finds himself on the run with a baby and an old prostitute girl friend (Monica Belucci), trying to avoid a virtual army (that can't hit anything even at six feet)led by Paul Giamatti (Elmer Fudd to Owen's Bugs Bunny). There are certain movies you must see before you die. And then there are others you must die before you see. Take a guess here. Rated R for gun porn and gorenography (fondling of corpses included), and death(s) by carrot.