
65 movie review: dino droppings
Adam Driver’s intensely focused, utterly unironic performance is the only saving grace of this movie of few ideas and little suspense, mystery, or excitement. There aren’t even that many dinosaurs.

Adam Driver’s intensely focused, utterly unironic performance is the only saving grace of this movie of few ideas and little suspense, mystery, or excitement. There aren’t even that many dinosaurs.

Plus badass women and damned dirty apes… (First published April 30th, 2022, on Substack and Patreon.)

Our expectations are a lot higher now after the unexpectedly wildly inventive first movie… and this sequel delivers, digging with witty subversion into Hollywood’s glorification of its male heroes.

A triumph of science fiction storytelling: a sweeping tale of mythological scope told with astonishing FX wizardry that brings emotion and intelligence to nonhuman people.

WTF, Netflix? This ain’t right…

It all begins with the witch from Brave… and then it gets really crazy…

Postcard-pretty, unusual for a science fiction flick, but shockingly derivative.
I might have to go with the ending of Raiders of the Lost Ark, with the ark being packed away into a warehouse, presumably never to be seen again…
You’ve seen Rise of the Planet of the Apes, now, er, see the ad that started it all. Sort of.
I thought this would be a nice reminder of the past now that Rise of the Planet of the Apes is upon us.