Star Trek Beyond is a mostly satisfying, perfectly entertaining film that still feels like it leaves a lot on the table.
An arthritic cyborg with crow’s feet and flabby tits is really the least offensive thing about Terminator Genisys.
It’s a great time to be alive if you’re into comic book heroes.
It whisks away the stench of the Hated Prequels and restores much needed balance to the Force.
You would think the fourth most expensive movie ever made would have a super-kick-ass-awesomely-wicked story, right?
It’s a strange thing, being a James Bond fan. I guess the secret is learning to live with disappointment.
Elite Squad 2 makes sweet love to all other cop movies, and calls them names the whole time.
It’s literally the cinematic equivalent of eating at an Applebee’s and not getting food poising.
One of my primary complaints about Superman Returns was the almost total lack of Superman punching things. Well, in this movie Superman punches everything.
It is my intention to regale you with the delightful story of how I accidentally killed a little part of someone I care about, using nothing but the ancient art of film criticism.