Stop, or Angelina Jolie will shoot

 
 

Angelina Jolie is packing.

Heat, that is.

It is no secret that Angelina will be playing a fierce gun-slinging bombshell in the upcoming summer blockbuster Wanted, which opens June 27th. (If you missed it, the coverage of Wanted on AfterEllen.com is here. And here. Oh, and here as well. Like garlic, chocolate and vacation days, there is no such thing as too much Angelina.)

But what you may not know is that Angelina plays a fierce gun-slinging bombshell in real life as well.

Last week, Angelina told the Daily Mail that she has purchased authentic versions of the firearms portrayed in Tomb Raider and that such firearms are not intended to be wall decorations.

“I bought original, real guns of the type we used in Tomb Raider for security. Brad and I are not against having a gun in the house, and we do have one. And yes, I’d be able to use it if I had to. I could handle myself.”

Let’s take a peek at the gun models that she may be hiding under her pillow. The guns Angelina handled in Tomb Raider are a Heckler & Koch USP Match and aSteyr TMP.

I’m not a gun enthusiast, so I can’t tell AK-47s from the B-52s, but I do know the following: woe is the intruder who enters her abode, because she has the ingredients to serve up a steaming platter of whoop-ass.

In the Daily Mail interview, Angelina says, “[T]here’s… the side that likes to get down and dirty and run and jump around and fire guns. I don’t want to lose touch with that.” Don’t you remember way back when she only played with knives? You’ve come a long way, baby.

Finally, I have a comment about a line from the article that caused me to raise my eyebrows:

“In the past, expressing her wild side took the form of some very out-there behaviour and wearing a vial of blood drawn from her then-husband Billy Bob Thornton, a fascination with knives, a suggestion she’d be open to gay sex.”

The mere “suggestion” of being “open to gay sex” is “very out-there”? I guess this means the entire readership of AfterEllen.com must be stuck on Star Trek: Voyager. Hey, Martyn, the year 1950 called, and it wants its heteronormativity back.

 
 

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