Babies (review)
It’s high time the tiniest people got a movie of their own.
It’s high time the tiniest people got a movie of their own.
Apparently filmmaker Tom DiCillo (Living in Oblivion) has nothing to say in his wonderfully surrealistic look at the Doors that hasn’t been said before about the band and their difficult and bemused lead singer, Jim Morrison. Apparently, well-informed fans are being left cold by the film, even if they are momentarily intrigued by the never-before-seen … more…
The overall affect is most like that of a screensaver…
She’s 40 years old going on 8. He’s preposterously perfect. *yawn*
A wickedly wonderful little smashup of fluff…
Assumes that the viewer is a complete and utter fucking moron…
Clearly, Dave Lizewski has never read *Watchmen,* or seen the movie…
That Carell and Fey manage to maintain their gosh-darn likeability is the most surprising thing about this otherwise aggressively mediocre flick.
Damn you, Greg Kinnear, for making me cry over *The Last Song*…
Those whom the gods wish to punish, they force to watch this movie.