The Losers(2010)

Just watched 'The losers' (2010) by Sylvain white starring Jeffery Dean Morgan, Zoe Saldana, Chris Evans,Idris Elba, and others whose names skip me right now, and, I hope I named the rest of them correctly :s

Anyways... what I was saying was, the movie was sort of boring when it started and I might have switched it off if it were up to me but I ended up watching it till the end. It was about this team of Special ops which were left after a mission and were supposed to be dead according to this bad guy(Jason Patric) who seemingly is not accepted as a real person by the special forces. The team meets this kick-ass-type of girl and illegally re-enter the USA.
The movie, in my opinion, did not have a new angle to it and could have been shown in a much better form. The idea for this movie originated from the comic book series about war named 'Losers' by Robert Kanigher. Its about this group of bad-ass non hero type dudes who came together to form a team.
I will not say that the movie was a total 'thumbs down' , but, it could have been better.
There was just no end to the string, but, oh wait! Maybe that was for the sequel or something...
It sort of seemed like the first episode of a new TV series.
On another note, I did like the role of Cougar.

well that were my thoughts about it, but, if you have a different opinion I'd sure like to read it.

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