This is a silly film about what it is like to work with the big stars such as Arnold. Our star is shown as being very poor on stage, collects breast photos, sleeps with girls on the set when he can function, and carries a summer sausage in his pants. The comedy was juvenile and fell flat.Guide: F-bomb, sex, nudity (Lorielle New)

Though the marketing for this movie capitalizes on the popularity of the EXPENDABLES series, be aware that this is not actually a spoof on that particular franchise. Brian Thompson – that career villain who has yet to actually take his place in Stallone's franchise – takes his first stab at directing, writing, and producing with a comedy that proclaims to be an amalgamation of his experiences working with the eccentric personalities that Sly's been recently highlighting. It's a take-it-or-leave-it premise whose goofy tone may alienate some of its intended audience but is otherwise entertaining enough to warrant a try from people interested in such an odd form of expose.The story: Aging action star Vardell Dusseldorfer ("V.D.") (Thompson) attempts a comeback by making his directorial debut.Thompson himself opens the video by explaining its premise as a more detailed response to the question he gets asked so often: "What's it like working with Stallone/Schwarzenegger/Seagal/Van Damme/etc.?" His answer in presented in the form of the main character, who's the biggest weirdo you could ever imagine and one of the more alienating personalities you can find on film. You can clearly see traits of the aforementioned stars in the character, and matching his antics to the rumors you've heard about the real-life personalities becomes the main source of entertainment here. Some of it's very crude, and Thompson definitely relies on hearsay for some of his stories (e.g. the Steven Seagal/Gene LeBell sleeper hold rumor, to which Brian has never been attributed), but it's still a modestly endearing homage to bizarreness, affectionately presented.Given that this is essentially a caricature of action filmmaking, it is surprising that there is not actually any real action to be seen. The most we get is when V.D. retaliates against a practical joke by shooting up the set with a shotgun. Given this, don't expect much out of the cameos of Martin Kove, Bruce Locke, and Mark Dacascos as a writer irritated with how V.D.'s time-wasting antics play havoc with his script. Almost the entirety of the movie takes place on the set and in the lead's trailer, reflecting the movie's minimalist approach to production. Disappointingly, the actual screenplay is a little bloated, beating some jokes to death and resorting to noise whenever no one is speaking. It's fine to sit through once, but there's not much replay value here.A previously-released film, CONFESSIONS OF AN ACTION STAR, plays with many of the same ideas but on a larger scale; consider checking that one out if THE EXTENDABLES sounds too weak for you. I don't know if Brian Thompson has a career in directing, but this feature is a serviceable effort that provides a simulated glanced into a world that Thompson has been lucky enough to be privy to. Give it a look, if it sounds like your kind of thing.

Oh Mein godfazer. Without a doubt this has to be one of the weirder films. Definitely not at all what I expected... I mean I'm a huge fan of our good Brian T but c'mon man. This will no doubt become mandatory for years to come as a precursor for what not to do, ever... in any instance. To be fair, let's just say it started off awesome (first 5 minutes). I even giggled a few times, then as the film progressed the laughter turned to pitiful grunts.. and then just silent bewilderment. It's literally like they spent 5 minutes coming up with some ideas and then decided to see how far they could extend the joke... Sadly they stretched it across a full length production. I reckon arm pumping fart humor would have been more captivating.

When you push the steroids, you do damage to your body. Your ability to have sex goes away and you get depressed. Your mental acuity suffers. These are known effects that are accepted by actors who have little to offer other than muscles. One expects these people to be dummies, obsessed with demonstrating prowess.Now here is an interesting movie. I am always interested when an actor funds his own project, writing directing and starring in it. I really didn't know this guy, but on some research he seems not bad as an actor.The hook here is that he plays a character merging Schwarzenegger, Stallone, Segal and Van Damme, all of whom he has worked with. Everything in this movie, he claims, is something he witnessed from one of these guys. Much of what is played out has to do with penis obsession, and the rest having to do with narcissistic disruptions on the set.Now, actually I find the idea interesting, because movies about movie-making can be pretty rich stuff. Also, I study the relationship between one political party in the US, their macho posturing and the relationship with these very same guys.The result is well enough done, but boring. These guys are boring; their obsessions and obstructive behavior is as well. There is no redemption as is usual in *damage movies.* There is no connection with what happens when a president, his military and his news network consume these muscle movies. All we have is an expose of nitwits being nitwits. It would be hard to find the humor in that.The title is unfortunate, because you have to struggle a bit to get it. It has to do with the dildo two of these guys wear.