So Charlies Angels: Full Throttle came on TV last night when I was at the gym. I didn't turn it on, but I did watch it all the way through when I got back to my apartment so that's still my bad. The film required rampant suspension of disbelief. Demi Moore's .50 AE Deagles seemed woefully underpowered (as was her C4). Things explode and these skinny little girls get thrown around like matchsticks, then bounce back up ready for more.
In the final fight sequence they start driving a Cobra around. I really gave me a lusting for one of these.