I saw The Dark Knight Rises early, thanks to a corporate morale event. We even got free popcorn. I was excited to see the movie, but also to knock out a 800-word review that evening, sharing my enthusiasm for the franchise and gloating about having seen the film two days before you. That review was not written, alas. My pervasive
Superheroes are like pop songs: there’s a zillion of them on the market, but only a few become breakout hits. And superhero teams are like albums: a couple of good singles and a whole bunch of filler. The Avengers, for sure, got more than their fair share of radio play, what with Captain America and Iron Man and The Hulk.
Just under the wire! One of my self-assigned tasks was to view and provide capsule reviews for all 10 Best Picture nominees prior to the Academy Awards. I previously covered 127 Hours, The Social Network, and Toy Story 3. The rest are below. Spoiler warning! As in, I don't make much of an effort to avoid them. Be careful.
One of my self-assigned tasks is to view and provide capsule reviews for all 10 Best Picture nominees prior to the Academy Awards. Here are the first three. 127 Hours I don’t know what idiot at 20th Century Fox entrusted the 127 hours screenplay to Danny Boyle--a director best known for movies about game shows and zombies--but that
A split-second after the final scene cut to black, my wife turned to me and exclaimed “That was amazing-” ... I am not a Harry Potter fan. I am, however, the spouse of a Harry Potter fan. Seeing the films is as compulsory for one as it is the other. And so I found myself in the cinema watching Harry
I just watched The Road while on the trainer. If the biathlon was "cycling and sobbing", I'd be in Canada right now wearing a bronze at least. While consoling me immediately afterward, The Queen said, “I am not laughing because you are crying. I am laughing because you smell terrible.”
This contains no spoilers, even though I assume that anyone with an interest in seeing Paranormal Activity has done so already. Among obnoxiously pedantic board game enthusiasts (a group of which I am a founding member), a distinction is made between "games" and "activities". A game, you see, is one in which the players compete against one another and, on
At The Morning News today I quantify and enumerate my favorite brand of film: movies during which you have no freakin' idea what the hell is going on. Pretty much any list of this sort is going to provoke violent "this list is worthless without ______?!" reactions. (Ha! Halfway through writing that sentence someone IM'd me the link to this
Let's begin this review by demolishing any credibility I may have accrued over the years: I like Ben Stiller. Maybe not all the films he's done--well, maybe only a few of the films he's done, on reflection--but I think he's a genuinely funny guy, and the projects he personally helms tend to make me laugh. And although he can really
No film in recent memory has received as divergent reviews from my friends as Indiana Jones and the [inhale] Kingdom of the Crystal [inhale] Skull, having been declared AWESOME or AWFUL, but rarely anything in between. And so, while I hadn't intended on seeing it, it clearly fell to me to make a Definitive Ruling on the quality of the