
American Hustle review: the humor, it burns
Bursting with insanely engaging characters who are impossibly real and impossibly ridiculous whose stories you don’t ever want to end.

Bursting with insanely engaging characters who are impossibly real and impossibly ridiculous whose stories you don’t ever want to end.

I don’t even care what it’s about, I’m there.

Lacks all sense of magic, of myth, of danger, of humor, of power. A compete and utter all-around disaster…
Actual unretouched phrases that people plugged into search engines this week that led them to this site (with some commentary from me)…
I’m not talking necessarily about onscreen romantic chemistry, though sometimes that’s certainly part of it. It’s about that instant zing of that ineffable magic that sometimes happens when two actors simply mesh really, really well…
This is Bourne fan fiction. But it’s the rare sort of good fanfic: utterly inconsequential, of course, but a whole lotta fun. It’s a turn-your-brain-off popcorn flick for people who don’t like to turn our brains off just because we’re at The Movies.
I see Jeremy Renner as Higgs in an action drama about an elusive man on the run from pursuers who simply will not rest: perhaps they cannot rest, because they’re cyborgs…
If it isn’t a failure of faith in our leaders that has made superhero films so popular in recent years, just what is it about this moment that has caused a resurgence in superheroes’ popularity?
How many superheroes spoil the broth? More than six, apparently, at least when Joss Whedon is wrangling them.
“Marvel Avengers Assemble” makes me think of “Thunderbirds. Are. Go!” Or “Wonder Twins powers activate!”