
World War Z review: mutated Hollywood ebola
Has no guts of any kind: it has absolutely nothing to say, and it takes a long, dull, circuitous route to get to that nothing.

Has no guts of any kind: it has absolutely nothing to say, and it takes a long, dull, circuitous route to get to that nothing.

The one that comes instantly to mind for me is Steven Soderbergh’s Ocean’s Eleven…

I love how it puts you right in the middle of the action, puts you right there with Brad Pitt in the helicopter gazing out over the zombie apocalypse. Brilliant.
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Turns a dark mirror on crime mythology to reflect a startling, unflattering image of America.
This appears to bear little resemblance to Max Brooks’ novel. Which sucks for us.
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Enjoy some badass Brad Pitt set to some badass Johnny Cash.
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Here’s an at-a-glance look at my picks for tomorrow night’s Academy Awards…