This movie is the proof that the world is becoming a sick and dumb place

It isn't all that great, actually. Really cheesy and very predicable of how certain scenes are gonna turn play out. However, I guess that's the charm of it all, because I would consider this one of my guilty pleasures.

A movie that not only functions as a solid scarefest but a razor-sharp satire.

I enjoyed watching this film and would recommend other to give it a try , (as I am) but this movie, although enjoyable to watch due to the better than average acting fails to add anything new to its storyline that is all too familiar to these types of movies.

I opted to watch this movie because I just got through watching another Clive Owen movie: "Intruders". "Intruders" was the third Clive Owen movie I'd seen and I thought that all three of them were excellent so let me see what else he's done.One thing is for sure... this movie is not to be taken seriously, not in the least bit. This is pure action junkie stuff. No real plot, no substantive dialog, no character development, not even realistic action. I mean, who kills people with carrots? Because they made the movie overtly satirical and over-the-top it made it somewhat more enjoyable, but honestly I'm too old for this type of movie. This movie is probably ripe for the 18-25 male demographic. An orgy of sex, violence, a little heavy metal and terrible one-liners. "Shoot 'Em Up" was replete with poor bad guy aim, high bad guy body count, Mythbusters type stunts, spontaneous sex, appalling puns and a baby. Paul Giamatti offered some nice comic relief, Monica Bellucci some nice eye candy and Clive Owen some nice gun play. Those were the only redeeming qualities of this teenagers fantasy.

Carrot chomping Mr. Smith (Clive Owen) sees a pregnant woman chased by a man. He comes to her rescue but more killers follow. In the shootout, the woman delivers her baby. The woman is killed and Smith escape with the baby. Karl Hertz (Paul Giamatti) leads his men in hot pursuit. Smith tries to leave the baby with madam Donna (Monica Bellucci) but she refuses. Karl arrives at Donna's but Smith is able to rescue her.I really like the ridiculous action and the lack of an introduction. It's outrageous and the movie doesn't care. A blow job to buy a baby bulletproof vest is funny. Writer/Director Michael Davis needs a bit sharper visual and editing style. He also needs to hide the Toronto location a whole lot better. Despite being a movie of ridiculous action, the parachute action goes too far and it doesn't particularly look good anyways.

WARNING: This movie is not for the faint of heart. Smith (Clive Owen), a war veteran and former shooting champion, protects a baby and a prostitute named (Monica Bellucci) from two squadrons of goons working for an arms manufacturer and a US Senator, who's running for President on a hard nosed gun control control platform. The baby boy, named Oliver by Smith, was conceived as part of an illegal cloning operation. Smith and Donna fall in love and form a paternal bond with Oliver. Smith learns that Oliver's birth was originally part of a plan to provide Sen. Rutlidge (Daniel Pilon), a Democratic Presidential candidate running on a strong gun control platform, with a bone marrow donor. Smith just came across at the right place and time in order to prevent Oliver from being killed with the other mothers and children in the clinic. Karl Hertz, the leader of the arms manufacturer's espionage crew, is trying to eliminate the baby so he can theoretically prevent the supposed (and far fetched) repeal of the 2nd Amendment of the U.S. Constitution-the right to bear arms. Operating on this premise, I suppose is the license for the ultra-violent gun fights, which are pretty fun, and the sickening fetish humor. I never considered how many gross jokes and script ideas could from the idea of inserting a gun into a strange place. The needless sexualization of the gun violence in this repugnant fashion may be the writer and director's idea of advocating on behalf of gun control advocates but it just doesn't work. The macho displays, stylized violence and sexual humor are just a bad combo by the end.This film wants be like Millar vehicles Wanted or Kick-Ass, which have done a better job of combining humor with ultra-violence. Even the cult action comedy, Crank-which mixes ultra-violence and strong sexual content, doesn't come across as so repugnant. I guess it's the mainly the sadism and the extreme risk posed to even a fictional child that keep me from actually liking this film.

Clive Owen, Paul Giamatti, and Monica Belluci star in "Shoot 'Em Up," a 2007 film that I believe is a parody of the action genre. It has to be.Owen plays a former black ops who helps a woman deliver a baby and then finds himself on the run with the baby as hundreds of people chase him and shoot at him. I won't go into the whys and wherefores. I will only say that it is non-stop action, with Owen shooting in all kinds of situations - sliding on oil leaks under cars, having sex, sitting, standing, running, jumping, parachuting out of a plane -- he never stops. When he's not shooting he's punching, knifing, or slamming someone's head somewhere. Or eating a carrot.Monica Belluci is the hooker he asks to help care for the baby as the two of them run for their lives, the baby in tow wearing a bullet-proof vest.The body count is unbelievable.Exciting, fun, bloody, violent, and preposterous, you'll be on the edge of your seat rooting for him to make the world safe.Someone once told me that movies are made for 15-year-old boys in Taiwan. This kind of action film definitely is. You can sit back and watch car chases, thermal guns, nudity, you name it - you don't need to know a word of English. Clive Owen comes up against Paul Giamatti, and the two actors couldn't be more different. Owen is deadpan and deadly, Giamatti is a showman who can play an evil character like this or comedy with equal facility. I understand he recently played, of all things, Hamlet, and received wonderful reviews. I really hope Clive Owen plays James Bond. I think he'd be wonderful.