Goodman continues to impress from a directorial standpoint, Black Butterfly a strong, if still somewhat vexing, thriller I’m glad I took the time to watch.
I won’t hold it against anyone who is entertained by Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Men Tell No Tales…But even with a not-so-subtle passing of the torch hinting at potential future sequels or spinoffs, here’s hoping this really is the last cruise of the Black Pearl, those pirates at Disney getting away with stealing way too many box office dollars by delivering one underwhelming voyage after another for far too long.
Baywatch treads water for two-thirds of its unwieldy 116 minutes, maybe even more than that, the comedy drowning in its own mediocrity and as such is undeserving of mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.
Diary of a Wimpy Kid: The Long Haul comes agonizingly close to being unwatchable, this fourth entry in the series having virtually nothing of value to offer to any viewer of any age whatsoever.
Fact Everything, Everything is so very good before it becomes so very bad might just make the film more dissatisfying, so much wasted potential turning my own cinematic immune system into a lethally cancerous nightmare of bitter frustration and dejected disappointment.
Bleak, uncompromising and overflowing in dirty, lived-in tension, The Survivalist is a grand little opus that kept me mesmerized start to finish, its final moments a haunting bit of personalized hopeful madness where tragedy, heroism, regret and resilience coalesce into a single entity.
Even if some of the horror beats are all too familiar, that doesn’t make the overarching narrative any less fascinating, Alien: Covenant continuing to prove that big things can indeed be born of small beginnings, and I for one am decidedly curious to discover where this story is going to go next.
Resident Evil: The Final Chapter will keep the fans satisfied, and that’s really all there is to say.
Chuck is almost impossible to dislike.