See, while Mission: Impossible – Ghost Protocol might not be the smartest edition of the franchise, it’s by far the most entertaining.
Like its 2009 predecessor, Sherlock Holmes: A Game Of Shadows is more theme park ride than movie; it’s big, it’s loud, it’s very ambitious.
This isn’t a cast; it’s a small country. And if sub-plots were ice cream, we’d be watching Baskin Robbins.
For those following Meyers’ girl-meets-bloodsucker saga, now in its fourth movie, there isn’t a whole lot Breaking Dawn doesn’t have.
I heard someone recently describe Tower Heist as a “slapstick version of Ocean’s Eleven.”
So uninspired was Shrek by the time it hit the fourth chapter, it’s easy to forget what a great character the series had in Puss in Boots.
You’ve heard the saying, “time is money”? The thriller In Time gives the motto a whole lot of weight.
Even diehard birders have to admit the activity doesn’t exactly set the table for adrenaline. Or laughs, if The Big Year is any indication.
A movie with the soft heart of Rocky, Real Steel can’t miss for pure entertainment.
Bennett Miller’s Moneyball, based on the best-selling book by Michael Lewis, is an especially unlikely candidate to hit a home run as a baseball movie. I say unlikely, simply because this story spends such little time actually on the baseball field.
If you’ve seen commercials or trailers for Contagion and thought that it looked a heck of a lot like 1995’s Outbreak, well, you’re partly correct. There is a mysterious virus in this thriller, and it is a doozie. But the comparisons should stop there.
The Blair Witch Project meets Apollo 13 and throws in a helping of Alien in Apollo 18, a sci-fi horror that sort of pretends to be a conspiracy thriller but, like the very small cast assembled for this sloth-paced thriller, isn’t good enough at acting to pull it off.
It’s no Mississippi Burning, that’s for sure. Rather, The Help unravels a very serious chapter in American history with a safe, often sweet approach. Well, except for dangerous use of baked goods.
Call me old school, but I miss Arnie. Oh, Jason Momoa certainly has the pre-requisites to play Conan The Barbarian – steely glare, long flowing locks, a definite vengeance seeker, not overly big on thespian skills and the dude looks like a walking commercial for 24 Hour Fitness.
In a Freaky Friday manoeuvre for big kids, Jason Bateman — devoted family man -— and Ryan Reynolds — irresponsible party hound — switch bodies and trade places.
Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows: Part 2 picks up exactly where Part 1 left off months ago, with Harry burying his dear friend, Dobby a Free Elf (well, that’s what the tombstone said, anyway), and getting set to embark on another tough journey to find the horcuxes containing shreds of Lord Voldemort’s soul and destroy them.
A quote from Dickens sums up the third Transformers movie: “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.”
When you’ve smacked it out of the park at the ridiculously consistent pace that Pixar has established, it’s going to come as a bit of a downer when the latest hit doesn’t sail into the bleachers.
Green Lantern is a pretty cool ride, and probably everything a comic book movie should be. So then, why does it feel like this feature is missing — oh, I dunno — something?
Super 8 is a movie produced by Steven Spielberg, a fact that becomes very apparent, very quickly. His fingerprints are all over this thing, and that’s a good thing — the initial suspense and overall nostalgia more than makes an impact before writer-director J.J. Abrams goes crazy with both boyish enthusiasm and a biggie size budget.
