Grading on the Ratner Curve, this is a positive triumph. The cheesy clichés are at least passingly entertaining. You could do worse.
The cast is game, and hit the right notes balancing cartoonishness and charm. As sitcom rom-coms go, it’s far from the worst one ever offered to us.
Keeps trying to fly off into potentially fascinating directions and then getting yanked back into a mushy mediocrity…
Hansel and Gretel: Witch Hunters is already on its way. Anyone want to see Jack and the Beanstalk done up Lord of the Rings style? Or perhaps a feminist twist on Cinderella? And who would you cast in your fairy tale?
Would really really like for you to feel the grand, sweeping, larger-than-life mythos, and borrows willy-nilly from Peter Jackson and Guillermo Del Toro to try to do so.
“Does this face look like I’ve been to the Fountain of Youth?” –Captain Teague (Keith Richards), and more
I’ve listened to my fellow critics snarking on the film’s many many faults and I’ve laughed, but only at myself, because they’re not wrong and yet still it doesn’t change the fact that I really had a lot of fun with this movie.
How sad is it when a horror movie appears to be aiming for overwrought and still ends up underbaked? This overly familiar, wholly unoriginal would-be psychological thriller provokes few reactions outside of boredom and — in, sadly, too few moments — derisive laughter.