Peter Dinklage is wonderful, but this feels like a suggestion of a movie, not an actual one. It’s not romantic; there’s no humor, no absurdity. Its unpleasantness is as puzzling as it is inescapable.
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Women here are nasty nuns, absent mothers, manic pixie princesses, or pretty mermaids, all helping a little boy on his adventures.
An embarrassingly empty pastiche of numerous beloved action blockbusters, all frenetic action and soulless mishmashes of fantasy imagery.
The trailer for Pan reminded me how yummy Garrett Hedlund is…