Despicable Me (review)
Better than *Toy Story 3.* Really.
Better than *Toy Story 3.* Really.
Shyamalan wanted to leave us shaking our heads and marveling at a terribleness that was not merely terrible, but a terribleness that leaves you astonished at just how very, very terrible it is.
The sparkly vampire guy and the shirtless werewolf guy, they’re still fighting over perfect, perfect Bella, whose perfection extends to a delicate and supposedly adorable feminine idiocy…
It seemed like a good thing not to get one’s hopes up too much, because how long can Pixar’s streak of genius and spirit and wonder last? But this is a finale that brings the overarching story to its satisfying conclusion.
If Jonah Hex can talk to the dead, then he’s probably the only one (apart from Ned the Pie Man) who could have any meaningful interaction with this movie.
What’s next: a Family Circus movie? Where o where is the hero who will save us?
I saw *Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time*? Why can’t I remember anything about it?
They’ve promised us that this will be the last Shrek film, and please let it be true.
David Tennant’s *Hamlet* comes to DVD in a superb hybrid of theater and film…
Those whom the gods wish to punish, they force to watch this movie.