It makes me shake my head and sigh when I read reviews about kid’s movies written by reviewers that have no children. I imagine them writing their review from a city loft filled with white furniture while sipping a rare chardonnay.
World War Z is just another of this summer’s overly-hyped blockbusters that will simply dash any expectations on the rocks.
You’d think I’d miss the traditional red shorts part of his costume, but nope, not at all. I did miss a few developmental scenes that might have helped with some emotional connection later in the film, but other than that, Man of Steel does a whole lot of good to re-energize the Superman DC universe.
As expectations can really affect how you feel about a film after seeing it, knowing M. Night was in the directors chair was a significant discovery. I had to control how I felt about that to make sure I looked at this film objectively. Turns out, I didn’t have to worry too much about that, because After Earth is kind lame regardless of who directed it.
Holy sczihizit – I LOVE THIS DOC!
How did I miss this band, Death? A 1973 Detroit African American proto punk band that pre-dates the Ramones!!! I was in an awful punk bank in 1982 in Canada called Truncheon Scars. We were suburban kids who just screamed and thrashed away. The rest of the time we listened to obscure punk records of bands like Personality Crisis, Stretch Marks, and Youth War. Yet Death’s band name, seemed to hinder their ability to catch the 1977 British Sex Pistols/Clash wave, even though their sound was superior. They were offered a massive music contract in ’76 if they changed their name. One brother held out, and the rest hung with him, and that led them into obscurity. You would think that the story would end there. But it doesn’t. This is a story of struggle, conviction, and redemption.
It was an overcast day as I negotiated the narrow broken streets of Hollywood. I thought Tinsel Town had lost its luster until I spied a portly gent in a stained Buster Keaton t-shirt. I quickly parked my ride and hoofed it up to the Roosevelt Hotel. My heart raced like a three-year-old filly in heat with a hopped up jockey on her back. Once I hit the lobby, I felt right at home.
OMG, The Fast and the Furious films continue and it seems as if they take themselves too seriously but they know the rest of us won’t, and they just don’t care.
Star Trek: Into Darkness is a whole lot of fun. If you liked the 2009 reboot, you’ll like this. Is it better than Iron Man 3? Hell yes. In retrospect, I may have been slightly generous in that review.
When I heard they were making a movie of The Great Gatsby I was a. weirded out b. appalled c. skeptical and THEN I found it was going to be in 3D and was, genuinely, filled with random rage. It just got worse.
Even though we get a mob film of the likes we’ve seen before, it is still to our benefit that we get it at all. Why, you ask? Because this mob film stars Michael Shannon as the notorious hit man, Richard Kuklinski, and he is downright creepy, in the best possible way.