Danny Zuko Meets The King of England

OK, am I the only one who finds the cinematic choice of these two pairing up slightly disturbing?

I have not yet seen "From Paris With Love, " which stars our boy Johnny Travolta with Jonathan Rhys-Meyers, but I have seen the ads for it on TV and of course, primarily because of the title and my deep-rooted love for Paris, the movie trailers humming all over the Internet.

Now, the series starring Rhys-Meyers as the imposing Henry the VIII was phenomenal. I hated him and loved him at the same time. He had definite attitude. His choice of women sucked. 

Travolta, well...he's just a force of nature. I didn't like "Grease," but "Michael" was the turning point for me deciding that anything he starred in, I had to see. Kinda like reading one Carl Hiassen novel: You read one and you can't pass up anything he writes from that day forward.

Now, I'm not a movie reviewer. I let my former co-worker and friend, Christopher Lloyd, do that because he's damn good. Here's the plug: The Film Yap. 

Anyway, the part that Travolta plays in this new movie looks to be his shining two hours. Or shining hour-and-a-half or however long the movie is. Travolta, with a shaved head and sexy goatee, gun in each hand and shooting to kill, well, that's hard to resist. That's pure macho. If he's going to take the scenic route, I'd like to be there with him. Women have a natural desire to be around men who can protect them from spiders, financial insecurity and random killers and Travolta, as Charlie Wax, does all that and more. 

Rhys-Meyers is outstandingly attractive, in that moth-to-a-flame way. In that damn-he-looks-good-in-a-suit way. Much, much better than in the court foppery he sported as the much-loved but not beloved Henry.

Not to mention that the movie is set in Paris, and who in their right mind doesn't find Paris fascinating and mysterious? Other than my ex-husband? Just the aerial shot of the Eiffel Tower in the movie trailer had me hooked.

So, even though I find the pairing of the two actors an odd combination, I'll be there when it opens because it just has too many elements that I can't resist. Travolta, Rhys-Meyers and Paris. Hoot, mon, I am so there.