For the love of action

Huge explosions , Constant rattling of gas operated rifles , the cacophony of 50 cals and 7.62 mm NATO rounds. They never cease to hold my attention . Desert Eagles , more suitable for killing Bisons than Humans ooze machismo and attitude . So addictive , that when I browse sites for information on weapons and ordinance , my mom becomes melodramatic and wonders if I will become a terrorist ( me , a glass wearing nerd sitting inside the house browsing the internet ! )

The more movies I see , the more I wonder at the sheer stupidity of FPS'es and action movies .You find the hero ( in games its you ) shooting down millions of pixels with sheer excitement . Stallone and Arnie shoot from unimaginable distances with hand cannons ( read desert eagles ) and perform physics defying stunts that would put black holes to shame. While Arnie shoots from the hip with a Minigun ( so called because its much smaller than its parent the 20mm M61 Vulcan used in aircraft) , Stallone drives a tank into a modified Aerospatiale SA 330 Puma ( read Hollywood style Soviet Croc ) creating a 20 gigaton blast , only to survive the explosion . His Rambo-ian feats are legendary surpassed only by Chuck Norris and Bruce Lee .

Arnie on the other hand is a Hercules . He rides horses onto rooftops , drives the Naval ( yes I did spell it right)Harriers , and shoots at the forehead from 100 m .To top it all is Vin Diesel , who can make a bare engine run at 200 mph . And of course , no one can forget Rajini ( and if I did I am no human at all ) the world hero . Catching bullets in a glass of juice , playing catch and catch with grenades , Shooting across the world from the Wild west to the dry districts of TamilNadu.You name it, he has done it . Heck when he got bored he even created a new web and renamed google to google.rajinikanth.com . Not even Amitabh can come close . ( Notice that I make no mention of SRK , Akshay Kumar or Salman Khan . They are nothing more than little boys, whose occupation especially the latter , is nothing more than tearing up shirts in silly fights. Rajini doesnt even soil his white dhoti . )

With the heyday of the 80's action long gone , many thought that the days of awesome action is over . Not anymore fellas , you have a lifesaver : Call of Duty , the most unrealistic shooter ever created . Not only does one survive .50 cal hits , one can even re generate health and never lose a muscle or bone . And to make it all the more unrealistic is the animated sequences shown in between the game , making it more of a personal Rambo V than a combat game . COD aint the first . That credit belongs to classics like Quake , Doom and the master of the masculine gender : Duke Nukem 3D.

With so much stupidity why does one waste hours to catch the latest action flick or get caught up in an online deathmatch for hours together ?? ?

Simple answer : fun and the adrenaline surge.

Most guys will agree with me . There is an urge in all of us , to do something bad ass and huge . The adrenaline surge of watching an action movie , takes us to a place where we fell 100 men with bare hands, a feeling of power when holding a rifle ( though in most cases it will be nothing more than mouse or a game console controller) . Indeed , from the sales of FPS video games ,action figures and the sheer multitude of online gaming servers , this is universally evident .

You wont find any self respecting guy playing SIMS 3 or cake mania . They prefer being caught red-handed kicking a puppy.With so much adrenaline to suppress no wonder we love the sheer sound of a plastic explosive .

Excuse me now , for it is time for my session of UrbanTerror online .