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Hello, *sigh*! Enough of those “smart” romantic comedies that force down our throats the preposterous notions that women can be competent at work — sorta — without being idiots at everything else, or that men can ever be adults, or that humiliating old ladies and priests isn’t hilarious.
A suprisingly underpowered, plodding police procedural that thinks that holding back on ‘action’ makes it ‘serious’ even in the absence of anything substantial to take its place…
*Extraordinary Measures* is to science what *Erin Brockovich* was to the law.
(lots of spoilers! assumes you’ve seen the episode!) So, the Cylons are basically spoiled teenaged girls. Actually, that kinda makes sense. I’m sorta stunned to see that Caprica’s opening gambit is what I assumed would be the finale it would build to over the course of the series. I mean, we knew that the show … more…
Forget all that nonsense about fending off evil spirits with Bibles and holy water and garlic or whatever. Automatic weapons is what you need.
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.’
Fashion designer Tom Ford has made the cinematic equivalent of a fashion magazine spread…
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…
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