reviews

The theme of racial confusion that attempts to underlie this would-be noirish murder mystery becomes just one more unintentionally hilarious aspect…

There isn’t “getting.” You don’t “get” *Aqua Teen Hunger Force.* You either accept its insanity, or it makes your head explode. It’s, you know, a *faith* thing. There’s nothing aqua about it, it’s questionable whether any of the characters are teens, and the idea of a “hunger force” comes into it only if you’re willing to consider consuming the fast-food heroes.

Two deliberately cheesy movies offered with a wink and a nudge and a whopping dollop of love and nostalgia.

Forget a plague of boils — how about a plague of boredom followed by a plague of oh-my-god-is-it-really-this-bad-for-women-in-Hollywood?

A perfectly excruciating mix of stupidity and sentimentality…

Pearce’s usual intense dedication to being in the moment aside, there’s not a lot of there there.

If you thought 2005’s *Are We There Yet?* was unendurable, you ain’t seen nothing yet.