Cop Out (review)
Shame on Silent Bob. I realize that times is tough and everyone’s gotta make a living, and that that’s probably why Kevin Smith agreed to direct a big-budget studio buddy action comedy. But shame on him anyway.
comedy
The Red Green Show: The Infantile Years 1991-1993 (review)
Just as Bob and Doug McKenzie were sendups of both stereotypes of Canadians and cable access programs, so is *Red Green,* which apes homemade TV of both the DIY and outdoorsmanship stripes.
From Paris with Love (review)
The movie is build from bricks of ridiculous mortared together with the preposterous and painted over with the hugely unlikely. But that don’t mean I didn’t have a blast while I was sitting there in the screening room quaffing it.
Tooth Fairy movie review: insufficiently advanced magic
Insufficiently advanced magic is indistinguishable from the ruthlessly forced faux charm of a witless, sloppily assembled, lazily crafted movie that believes it can get away with such shoddiness because it’s ‘for kids.’
The Spy Next Door (review)
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.
Youth in Revolt (review)
Please, horny teenaged lads — *please* — do not heed the “advice” of movies like this one, which mistakes being an unappealing doormat reeking of desperation (which girls don’t like) for being a genuinely nice guy (which girls do like)…
Alvin and the Chipmunks: The Squeakquel (review)
When a paralyzed Marine takes part in a daring biological experiment on another planet, he encounters a remarkable alien civilization– No, wait: that’s *Avatar.* This movie is about singing cartoon rodents.
The Princess and the Frog (review)
You know how they say that cops come in only one color, blue? Well, Disney princesses come in only one color: pink.
The Golden Age of Television (review)
As pure drama, these are still fascinating to watch, especially to see the early work of some now very famous names. But as a look at what TV was doing half a century ago, it’s riveting.
Planet 51 (review)
Much of what might have made it appealing to true devotees of science fiction and cinema, like how it’s a pastiche of 1950s B-movies, is lost when its parodying of the paranoia and xenophobia of those films is so relentlessly trite and obvious…
