Snowpiercer’s failing is that it’s simultaneously overwritten and underwritten. It’s a blatant political allegory whose obvious points are muddled and vague. If you can imagine such a thing. And yet…
Are you smarter than an Autobot? Prove it, sucker.
Mick looks angry, Keith looks like he’s come to fix the sink, Wood is just joshing, Wyman resembles a cardboard stand-up, and Watts like he’s running sums in his head.
In which a documentary narrated by a number of loons describing their pet theories on what Stanley Kubrick’s The Shining is really about is given some thought.
As far as depicting a world gone completely tits up goes, you’d be hard pressed to top the work of Australians.
To call Tim Burton’s ’01 “re-imagining” of Planet of The Apes aggressively awful would be to do it a kindness. I fear no assemblage of words will do the wretchedness of this movie justice. Give a single monkey a single typewriter, a deadline, and a bottle of bourbon, he’d write a movie better than this one.
Not the most imaginative title, but at least it doesn’t have a colon in it.
My faith lies with a young Val Kilmer, even though he cannot, right now, nail a six-inch spike through a board with his penis.
Is Borgman a man? A faerie? A nimble forest sprite? A demon? Whatever he is, he’s going to be trouble. You don’t want to mess with Borgman. You want to stick an eight foot spike through him.
For your perusal, here’s the first review by our new, highly unpaid intern, Jimbo “Wally” Smoop.
Perhaps it’s just good for a comedy sequel, which is an awfully low bar to leap.
Some days all you want is a cup of coffee, and you can’t even get that much right.
… as mud.
Two unique movies about nefarious middlemen that are the same movie but entirely different movies even though they’re precisely the same!