The Resident Evil movies are not good movies. And yet, I’ve seen every one of them, and by choice. I think it started with being such a fan of the video games. But how is this fourth zombie/bio weapon go round. It’s the best one yet. I know, that’s crazy. But there it is.
Robert Rodriguez’s Machete might be the best thing to happen to Mexicans in film in a long time. Or the worst thing, depending on your sense of humor. It is, however, one of the summer’s most fun movies without a doubt. No, I still liked Piranha 3-D better, but this is still up there. With its’ over the top violence, retro 70’s flavor, and all star cast that plays along; for my pesos, it’s hard to go wrong.
I’m like Chaplin’s Tramp, I’m so broke and I could only afford to see one movie this weekend. I wanted to see Machete and I REALLY wanted to see Mesrine: Killer Instinct. But then I got the email. The nerds were giving me a shot to write my own review. Sure, it was for the one movie they couldn’t get anyone else to go see, but nonetheless, I was honored. So Going The Distance was my movie this weekend.
With the summer movie season coming to a close, I decided I would take a look at some of this year’s offerings that were inspired by TV shows. But it got me thinking about other TV shows that have been adapted for the big screen and how so many of them suck. Here is a list of the worst.
I volunteered to see Easy A because I do a joke about Hester Prynne and The Scarlet Letter. And I love a teen romance movie.
When I see a movie titled “Devil”, you’ve already got my attention. But when I find out the story is written by M. Night Shyamalan, I am wary, as I, or anyone, should be. As you know, we give M. Night a lot of shit around here. And I’ll be honest, after Signs, I had my doubts. And hey, I even liked Unbreakable, where many others did not. And it it weren’t for the glaring plot hole in Signs, I might have stayed on board with that one.
So I wanted to see this documentary, and it was just as heartbreaking as I thought it would be. So mission accomplished, I guess.
I want to go to The Town. I want to go where everything has a “whiskey back” and is a little dark. Where bank robber is a vocation like cop, gym teacher or bartender.
It’s hard to imagine someone being able to make a movie that features only one character onscreen for the whole 90 plus minutes and actually being able to make it work, let alone just watchable. Oh, sure, I could watch Natalie Portman do her nails for 90 minutes, or Megan Fox sunbathe. Hell, I even love the movie Babe. 90 minutes of a talkin’ pig? I’m in. But a movie about a guy buried alive in a coffin? Really?
What is there to really say here? It’s not like you don’t know what the Hell this film is about. Johnny Knoxville and his band of knuckleheads do more horrifyingly disturbing things to each other for the amusement (and horror) of others. Any questions? I didn’t think so.