As pastel and glittery as its predecessor, with a silliness more glorious and less forced. Sweet, smart, sincere… but it doesn’t deserve to be carrying the future of movies on its little shoulders.
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Cute and sweet and will put you to sleep, like a diabetic coma, and then it will smack you awake with its relentlessly cheery vivid-pastel optimism.
Hilarious in the Coens’ weird, askew way, but also absolutely crushing. This movie breaks my heart in a hundred different ways.
Dull and perfunctory, this is a crime thriller that sets itself up as a revenge story but can’t manage to drum up any excitement or suspense, and precious little revenge, either.
Maybe the rebooted Dark Knight will have a pool of crocodiles at stately Wayne manor.
Poor Clint Eastwood! He’s a Gran Torino old coot in a Moneyball world…
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Clint Eastwood does Moneyball in reverse. Except it’s funny cuz he’s an old geezer who doesn’t know how to pronounce feng shui.
I’m starting to worry that Andrew Niccol has already said, with Gattaca and The Truman Show, all he has to say.