We should be absolutely sick to death of all the cash-ins, pseudo-remakes and imitators. Where are they?
From Saturday Night Live…
There is barely an original thought in this wackadoodle sci-fi panto, just a lot of tiresome passé attitudes skidding among bug-eyed-monster set dressing.
Goes right up to the bleeding edge of cinema to tell a story that is strapping yet simple, and hugely appealing. Disney found a good reason to redo an old film.
A frustrating movie in some ways, but an important reminder of the power of cinema to manipulate and seduce us, and not always for the better.
A tediously clichéd, overblown, badly acted action flick full of bloody movie violence dressed up in Maori drag.
The French “Mr. Hublot” creates an utterly real yet completely fantastical world, a palpable steampunk environment of gorgeous mechanical loveliness.
No, it’s not Avatar porn. It’s the large art chicken gazing out over Trafalgar Square.
Marvelous. It’s impossible to shake the feeling that we are merely eavesdropping on reality. Witty, wise, and—most important of all—truly romantic in ways that movies usually aren’t. (new DVD/VOD US/Can/UK)
Was this secretly produced by the Institute for Creation Research?