film criticism by maryann johanson | celebrating 25 years: 1997–2022
The Invitation Committee fears that this fictional popular entertainment reflects Human tendencies to illogic, lack of imagination, and rank sentimentality.
The female protagonist’s story is all about beauty as a metaphor for women’s power and confidence, without ever reducing her to a decorative object.
So entertaining, so unexpected, so wonderfully oddball, so damn good. Witty genre-busting simmering with pathos, humor, and calamity.
One of the smartest and most enthralling SF film series ever breaks more new ground as it ends on notes as emotional and provocative as they are explosive.
Offers nothing by way of suspense, intrigue, or characters who rise even a little bit above the yawningly bland.
A devastating indictment of pop culture as propaganda — about its power and the limits of its powers — and an upending of the typical teen-girl romance movie.
What this dumb movie wants you to find absolutely hilarious is random 80s action heroes — this flick is lousy with ’em — now puffy with age and sporting embarrasingly bad dye jobs popping up in deus ex actioner situations…
I’m guessing this now-franchise will only go away with its stars start dying of old age.
What my followers on Facebook, Twitter, and Google+ saw today…
I’m not posting these new character posters merely because I want to look at them. What makes you think that?
