Loading... Please wait...Watching The Blues Brothers feels like what would happen if two jazz musicians escaped prison and immediately declared war on traffic laws, shopping centres, and basic common sense. Jake Blues and Elwood Blues drive through the entire movie like they’ve got insurance through divine intervention, casually destroying fifty police cars before breakfast while keeping completely straight faces behind those sunglasses. Every five minutes someone tries to kill them, arrest them, or marry them, and somehow their main concern remains “getting the band back together” like it’s a national emergency. By the end, half of Chicago is in flames and the brothers still look like they’re just heading to a quiet Sunday gig.