Doctor Who: The Complete Specials (review)
Here is my recommendation for those wishing to jump into the phenomenon that is *Doctor Who*: Don’t start with ‘The Complete Specials’…
Here is my recommendation for those wishing to jump into the phenomenon that is *Doctor Who*: Don’t start with ‘The Complete Specials’…
Forget all that nonsense about fending off evil spirits with Bibles and holy water and garlic or whatever. Automatic weapons is what you need.
Denzel was carrying the fire, right, Papa? Yes. The book was the fire? Yes. No. The boy wouldnt understand.
One wonders what sins Jackie Chan could have committed in a single lifetime to warrant having an abomination like this pathetic excuse for a movie weighing down his karma.
Riveting but not exciting, not in the sense that action movies have taught us to get turned on by the foreplay of countdowns and the climax of explosions…
They did keep telling us, all through the four seasons of *Battlestar Galactica,* that the Cylons had ‘a plan,’ but we never really got the details. Sure, we assumed that the plan was to destroy humanity — that much was obvious — but was there more to it?
It’s the perfect, ultimate, brilliant extrapolation of the vampire conceit: What happens once almost everyone’s a vampire, unturned humans are nearly extinct, and the tastiest, most satisfying blood — the human kind — is running out?
I think Conan Doyle might well love what Guy Ritchie has done with the world’s first consulting detective…
The closest I will ever come to visiting another planet, and what an exhilarating trip.
More’s the pity that it ends up feeling pointless and empty and humorless, for it starts off rather intriguing, this modern update of Lewis Carroll’s classic novel…