The Edge of Tomorrow Maxes Out Today
Two characters. One vague villain. Only a whiff of backstory. No transparent lunges towards a potential sequel.
Two characters. One vague villain. Only a whiff of backstory. No transparent lunges towards a potential sequel.
To see quite a few more words, and to find out whether that’s a good or a bad “wow,” come on inside.
The most scientifically accurate such list you will find anywhere on the interwebs.
Zombies, ghosts, and poltergeists are (the remains of) people, too.
If there’s one good thing to be said about Battle For The Planet of The Apes—and there is indeed only one—it’s that the previous three movies in the series are retrospectively brilliant in comparison.
I should have stopped watching these films after Fast Five.
In which a pair of crazy writers write themselves into early graves.
The first in a sure-to-be-endless series of genius ideas we, the kind souls at Mind Control, offer to the Disney Empire free of charge.
It is the presidential candidate of films — attempting to be all things to all people and so succeeding in taking a stand on nothing, evincing zero honesty or insight.
In which three versions of the same history shed light on the story-tellers behind them.
You will watch these films and rock us sockless. And then you will collect all of our socks and make a shitload of sock puppets.
Say what you will about this franchise, or about Vin Diesel, or style over substance director Justin Lin, or even screenwriter Chris Morgan — this film is stupid good.
We last left the apes wondering if Zira and Cornelius’s baby would grow up and spawn a race of super-intelligent apes that would one day take over the world. WRONG! Well, sort of.
Anna lives without history, but Ida occupies a spot in time, and a difficult one.