An absolute mess, and nowhere near enough monster action. Does not give good disaster. No fun at all. Makes me long for guys in rubber monster suits awkwardly sparring. At least you could see them.
There’s genuine fun here, but the humor is cynical, the heroics are tinged with regret, and it’s all delivered with a cold smack of — yes — political relevance.
Suffers from a terrible case of cinematic aphasia. Clearly thinks it’s saying something important and deep, but makes no damn sense at all.
LFF is a veritable orgy of cinema, and I love it. It’s exhausting, but I love it.
Elegantly updates the King of All Monsters for the 21st century… but Hollywood’s tedious myopia means the movie as a whole isn’t quite so beautiful.
This was made in two days. Incredible.
The calendar has turned, a new year is here, and it’s a good time to look ahead.
Gareth Edwards’ wonderfully original first film was about people and ideas, so maybe this reboot will be, too…
Plus: celebs run afoul of Twitter; is True Grit going to the Oscars?; Hurley’s lotto numbers come up (almost); more…
“Sunny with a chance of creatures” could well be the weather report from this world, one not too far removed from our own, in one of the most startling movies of our new DIY filmmaking culture.