
Free Fire movie review: guns a-boring
A 90-minute shootout that never makes us care who lives and who dies. In attempting to send up a cinematic cliché, this only becomes a tedious example of same.

A 90-minute shootout that never makes us care who lives and who dies. In attempting to send up a cinematic cliché, this only becomes a tedious example of same.

Snarky humor and a wonderfully put-upon Matthew Macfadyen are the best reasons to see a satire that ultimately seems to forget where it was heading.

This kid Tommen cannot be long for this world, can he? Already everyone’s talking about what a good boy he is. These are not survival qualities in Westeros.

I kind of want to say, “You’re not reading that right , Grandpa.” Except OMFG, this is so much more awesome than I could ever have hoped for.

How did a cautionary tale about obnoxious little kids and a celebration of nonconformity turn into a cautionary tale about the psychosis of reclusive oddballism and a celebration of obnoxious kids?