Solid biopic of the godfather of funk and soul, but there’s not much genuinely memorable about it beyond Chadwick Boseman’s stunning breakout performance.
A riveting BBC political thriller offering one of the most trenchant explorations yet of the sick symbiosis between big government and big business.
Colombiana fofana, Zoe Saldana banana. C’mon, sing it with me! C’mon! It makes more sense than the movie, and it’s more entertaining to boot.
(I wonder how many Americans realize James is English… As with Hugh Laurie, I bet lots of his viewers in the States would be surprised to hear him speak with his own actual accent.)
So, I’m not really seeing so much that’s new in this The Walking Dead thing yet. Except that it’s pretty gory not only for TV but also for some zombie movies I’ve see. Seems to be lots of lingering on head shots and blood spurting out in slow motion. Monty Python’s Sam Peckinpah would be proud.
Sometimes you want reality from The Movies, and sometimes you just want a big ol’ cartoony popcorny action adventure flick that’s exciting and makes you laugh and doesn’t require deep thinking but also isn’t so stupid that it makes you want to cry. And I got a huge kick out of this one. So there.