What is it we go to the movies for? Do we seek some recognition of ourselves, reflected through the dark, prismatic mirror of cinema? Is it in the hope of seeing our deepest desires performed by dramaturgical manifestations of our collective id, watching behaviour we long to embody but couldn't possibly imagine enacting in the waking world? Or is it to watch as things go ka-blammo and ka-boosh, to see big fireballs and f$&%-off explosions and stupid-sized guns going kuhn-kuhn-kuhn-kuhn and then a car goes, like, vrooom-VROOOOOOM and sh!t like that? Valid imponderables, each one. Anyway, here's a loosie of the Pals talking about action scenes that they like.