Gambit (review)
I found myself oddly transfixed by how the stale the humor is…
I found myself oddly transfixed by how the stale the humor is…
Trying to figure what is the most offensive thing about this accidental mashup of 70s Woody Allen and Sex and the City…
Gets that we have a relationship with games that exists beyond the point at which play in any given game stops, that we have a relationship with gaming.
Sitcomish antics and stereotypes aside, this is a frank and funny look at women’s friendships and women’s sexuality…
It’s the usual assemblage of grossout horrors provided for your alleged amusement. The freshly upsetting thing here is that this is a Nickelodeon production: you know, the cable network for kids…
Bitter, brutal, and — unfortunately for the hopes and dreams of the American people — very very pointedly funny.
This is sheer manic animated anarchy, endlessly frenzied and funny; tickles and surprises both visually and intellectually…

Insanely grand… My god, I love this movie. It’s every movie. It’s the ultimate movie.
Ruby may be the most odious Manic Pixie Dream Girl ever, because she is a not-real woman, so we cannot even console ourselves with the notion that she has her own independent existence apart from Calvin.
A little bit Mel Brooks, a little bit Airplane!: subtle humor that slips under your radar instead of bashing you over the head is what makes Casa one of the more adventurous comedies in recent years…