
Trance (review)
Deliciously preposterous, with misdirections and red herrings scattered about like enigmatic confetti…

Deliciously preposterous, with misdirections and red herrings scattered about like enigmatic confetti…

You get the G.I. Joes for Christmas. Hooray! You make them cross the demilitarized zone between the china cabinet and the DVDs near the TV to rescue Barbie. *pawft pawft pawft pawft* — enemy fire.

Keeps trying to fly off into potentially fascinating directions and then getting yanked back into a mushy mediocrity…

There’s a bone-deep heartless cruelty at play here…
Was this secretly produced by the Institute for Creation Research?
Hints at a new mythology of darkness and light, of scary childhood and even scarier adolescence…
Such a simple little movie…but also sad and strange, and ironic and discomfiting.

I laughed so damn hard at these human Looney Tunes…

Exactly what you expect it to be. Unless you were expecting some Sam Raimi nutso. (new DVD/VOD US/Can)
How, in a few short decades, we’ve gone from “Save the Whales” to “Save the Humans (as Well as the Whales, Obviously)”…