Taken (review)
It doesn’t quite live up to the promise of that most awesomest of trailers, but almost.
It doesn’t quite live up to the promise of that most awesomest of trailers, but almost.
Oh, for some kick-ass movie ghosts. I’m talking kick-ass on a Dickensian level.
As generic as its title while also yawningly idiotic in its own unique way…
Could be Thursday Next’s favorite movie of late…
I was about ready to give My Bloody Valentine 3-D a passing grade, if just barely. But then the movie did something unforgivable: it cheated at the end.
I do confess I was afeared of the potential for a funny-hat montage: it’s the kind of thing you expect from kids’ movie that features just about every kind of cute, ugly, cute-ugly, and funny-looking dog imaginable. But there was none of that here. There was, I concede, a bit with dogs on treadmills, but … more…
Gives new depth of meaning to the word “hagiography.”
Oh my goodness, it’s a ripoff of *Die Hard.*
There’s something to be said for a movie that’s still making you laugh days after you saw it. It’s probably better if that movie was a comedy, but you can’t dismiss the entertainment value you get out of a good bad horror movie that prompts snorts of derision and head shakes of mystified wonderment at random moments a week later.
Guys, if you decide to let yourself get dragged along to *Bride Wars* because you think it means you’re gonna get lucky with the chick as a thank-you, and she likes this movie… run like hell from her. She’s poison, and she’ll make your life a misery.