“Christians today have become the most vitriolic tribe,” said Ritchson, who himself identifies as a follower of Jesus. “It is so antithetical to what Jesus was calling us to be and to do.”
“Christians today have become the most vitriolic tribe,” said Ritchson, who himself identifies as a follower of Jesus. “It is so antithetical to what Jesus was calling us to be and to do.”
damn - you just connected some obvious dots for me. The reacher character is their gravy seals fantasy personified.
He’s the ultimate “lone wolf”/“alpha male”. Zero attachments, no daily grind, on the road, yoked, badass, solves all the cases, never afraid, no fucks given, plays by his own rules.
I find it highly entertaining but he’s as realistic as the Black Widow character from Marvel. Lee Childs was in talks to write James Bond books and when the deal fell through, he made his own ultra-macho superhero fantasy.
Ritchson should totally play the lead in a Wolfenstein adaptation. Have him smash Nazis and make closet-Nazi conservatives angry.
Yes, of all the books of that ilk, Reacher just never resonated with me, and I feel like you may have helped me come to realize why. Jack Ryan (amongst others in Clancy books), Mitch Rapp, they all kind of gave a background on how the character got there, and even took time to show them training in some fashion. Jack Reacher just did.
They’re all smut for men though. And that’s okay.
Ive read two reacher books and they’re fucking hysterical. I cant believe how god damned dumb they are (first one was a gift from a client and I felt obliged to read it. second my wife got me as a joke).
Two bad dudes, thick as oak trees squared up to me. Bad choice. One made a move to see if I’d flinch. I didn’t. His friend’s eyelid flickered just a tiny but when his fake-out plan failed. Fear. I span around and swept my leg through both of their legs. All four of their kneecaps exploded into red mist and sent pressure shockwaves up their vascular systems with enough force to blow their eyeballs out of their sockets. Four peach pit sized occular orbs with red ribbons arced across the parking lot. Your move. Checkmate. I went back inside the bar and finished my beer looking like I’d been airbrushed with crimson. The beer was warm.
Lol. Is that an actual quote? It is hilariously bad. Reminds me of the Remo pulp fiction series I used to read as a kid when there was nothing else to read. That was even more over the top, but by much less than I would’ve thought from watching the Tom Cruise Jack Reacher movie. Might have to read one just for shits and giggles.
its not, I was riffing, its not that exaggerated but its like that.
Its like: Two guys square up to me. Big mistake. I swing wide with a right hand hay maker and he crumples like wet newspaper. His friend steps back. Too late. I gave him his chance. My fist fire out and collapse his solar plexus. He’s gasping for air as I stand over him. “Whos’s paying Franly to follow me?”, I demand. etc etc
Too bad. I would’ve enjoyed reading your version of it. 😆
Yes, simple fantasy/escapism is fine for entertainment. Speaking of Jack Ryan, the current TV series pretty much turned him into a Mary Sue character but very seriously and drily.
I do savor the irony of conservatives preaching Reacher as their “anti-woke” hero while crying when a fantasy features people not fitting their archetype doing the same things (notably women).
Marty/Gary Stu