Magic Mike (trailer)
What was that about “every woman’s wildest fantasies?” I must have misheard that…
What was that about “every woman’s wildest fantasies?” I must have misheard that…
What we see here, it seems to me, is a blockbuster made more for a global audience than a solely U.S. one…
Fueled almost entirely by an appreciation of its own ridiculousness, balancing absurdity with smart truths and walking a fine tonal line to make us care about characters barely more than cartoons.
Oh. My. God. Please kill me now. What have they done to my show?
So it turns out that perhaps the most awesome thing ever to happen to sappy shitty romantic flicks is brain damage. It makes sense! These movies are already brain-dead 95 percent of time anyway…
Not based, surprisingly, on a Nicolas Sparks novel. It only wishes it were…
There’s a lot of fight in Haywire, but very little punch — it starts to feel very grim and plodding…
If you’re gonna do a WB-esque royal-wedding cash-in movie, you have to give it a fair shot. Where is the dream sequence? I fully expected to see Kate go all Buffy on some shuffling hoards of zombie paparazzi. But it’s nowhere to be found in William & Kate. How mysterious.
Lunkhead Channing Tatum as a soldier in Roman-era Britain? Must be processed Hollywood cheese, and hence hootingly entertaining, right? But Tatum acquits himself admirably here, in a film that clearly intends to ensure Hollywood cheese is the last thing that comes to mind…
Channing Tatum as a soldier in Roman Britain? Oh, that is adorable.