The finale of The Expendables, which I won't reveal here, is as foregone as the fact that I was going to like the film. As I warned some friends early on, director/star Sylvester Stallone would have to jump off the screen and spit in my face for me to give this one a bad review. And even then... well, that's my attempt at a full disclosure regarding what kind of review this is. Regardless of the major missteps he has taken with some frequency in his career, I can't help but admire the man.
