I was only allowed an hour of TV a week as a little girl, and 30 minutes a day as a teen. And I can pretty much guarantee that the A-Team wouldn't have been appropriate viewing, in the eyes of Mom. I think I saw half of one episode of the original show -- it had something to do with smuggling watermelons.
So, other than knowing the basic setup of the plot, and of course, that Mr. T pities fools, I had no prior knowledge of the characters or what the movie was "supposed" to be like.
So why, you may ask, did I go in the first place? I went because it was my hubby's birthday, and unlike me, Hubby is well versed in '80's TV. He was pumped for this movie.
And, it was better than I thought it would be. Lest that seem like damning with faint praise let me make it clear, I went into this movie with one expectation -- that it was going to suck. Hard.
It didn't suck. In fact, parts of it were downright fun. Sometimes, particularly in the summer, all I want from a movie is cute boys and explosions. This had both, so I was reasonably content.
