The script has issues, way too many of them, and it isn’t like the great stuff is so good as to make up for the bits and baubles that fall short (way, way short). We’re the Millers just isn’t a disaster, and considering how badly it treats two of its main characters and the ways that it seems to be making itself up as it goes along this in and of itself is a trait almost worth celebrating. Almost.
Would I watch 2 Guns again? Maybe, when it shows up on Cable and I’m folding laundry, this thin piece of comic book inspired hokum might fit the bill perfectly.
Fruitvale Station will undoubtedly be seen in context of current events, and in many ways that’s both to be expected as well as perfectly fine. But on its own, as a stand-alone release depicting a tragic true story with candor, grace and realism, Coogler’s movie makes as indelible an impact as anything I’m likely to see in all of 2013.
Made with style, imagination, confidence and panache, [The Conjuring (2013)] gets under the skin right away and then stays there for the remainder of its innervating 112 minutes, building to a solidly sinister and unsettling finale that had the audience I watched it with on collectively disquieted pins and needles.
Directed with whimsically audacious precision by Jon Wright (Tormented), featuring a crackerjack, and surprisingly intelligent, script by newcomer Kevin Lehane, the movie is a stupendously entertaining hoot start to finish, and by the time it was over all I wanted to do was start the darn thing over from the beginning and watch it again.
I have a feeling I will revisit Only God Forgives at some point in the future. Maybe when I do my opinion towards it will soften. But for right now, as of this moment, I just can’t grasp what exactly it was Refn felt he was trying to do, his theological musings a twisted muddle of platitude and cliché overflowing in bluster but with little of weight or meaning to back it all up.
R.I.P.D. isn’t a movie to hate, isn’t a movie to love and, most of all, isn’t a movie to get very excited about one way or the other.
While nothing close to a great sequel, RED 2 is still pretty darn entertaining, and if the cast and crew felt the need to return for one more adventure in order to complete the trilogy that would be just fine with me.
Turbo works, surprisingly so, its contest of brotherly love and understanding a warm-hearted race where those watching the spectacle end up being the biggest winners of them all.