Limp and lifeless, this overlong and undercooked would-be blockbuster cannot focus on either the hard-edged realities or the magical mysteries it toys with.
The Cloverfield monster battles Transformers. Was I supposed to laugh at this? Cuz I did…
Crosses the line into misogy-wah! territory, and conflates an attack by an alien monster with an attack by mean ol’ bitches on innocent men who didn’t do nothin’ to deserve it.
Transformers, Pirates of the Caribbean, Thor, Green Lantern, X-Men, Captain America, etc. This is what 2011 looks like at the movies. In what way can it be construed that young men are “endangered” at the box office?
A soulless CGI-animated remake of Raiders of the Lost Ark. Without a Harrison Ford to smirk and snark his way through it, natch.
Yes, sexed-up images of women are used to sell absolutely everything. Yes, film is sexy. But is it supposed to be sexually appealing only to straight men?
It’s a rare thing, but sometimes digging up the past and giving it another spin is a good thing.
Paramount won’t do anything about it, I bet. The studios rely too much on noncritic celebs to promote their films.
Take that, Spielberg, with your suburban alien invasions and your gentle parables about acceptance and stuff. Why don’t the aliens ever land in the ’hood, where no one will take their shit sitting down?
“It’s on the news. That means it’s real.” –Charles (Riley Griffiths), and more