I watched Torque on DVD last night and throughly enjoyed every unlikely moment of it. The fact that if you really tried most of the stunts involved you’d wind up either dead or permanently disabled, the fact that the plot was trite, the fact that the dialogue was laughably macho, even that of the token females, none of that mattered. Why? Because it was pure unadulterated fun – escapism of the finest sort. The joy of unbridled, testosterone-filled action is one of those things that you either get or you don’t, and I got it.