Huh? Robert Vaughn on Mr T

"The strangest thing about The A-Team was Mr T. He was, as far as I'm concerned, a bona fide, credentialled psychotic. He had no benevolence. He drove a fire engine-red Rolls-Royce Corniche convertible. He'd start talking when he got into makeup at 7 o'clock in the morning and he'd still be talking at 7 o'clock at night when he got back into his Corniche. And nobody paid any attention to him at all. He was a very, very strange man."

Robert Vaughn to The Guardian Guide, Saturday 9th January.

"These men promptly escaped from a maximum security stockade to the Los Angeles underground..."

Joe Carnahan follows up the confused Smokin' Aces with 80s nostalgia wink The A-Team. A little disappointing to see Carnahan drift ever further away from frostbitten thrillers, but fuck me if the latter half of this shill isn't full of giggling, green screen implausibility. What else do you want in a film street dated for June? Look out for District 9's Sharlto Copley as Disaster Year favourite Howling Mad Murdock. More exposure! More exposure!