The Other Woman takes disastrous turns, making its heroines so much less than they should be, reveling in nasty bits of bathroom humor and offensive misogynistic undertones (not to mention ghastly gender identity stereotypes) that are difficult to take seriously let alone comfortably endure.
This isn’t a great movie. I’m not even sure it’s a good one. But I can’t say I was entertained, and as inane as this remake might be the fact it’s an action effort that returns to basics and eschews computer-augmented bits of trickery for old school rock’em sock’em fists-a-flying fireworks is a major plus as far as I’m concerned.
Bears isn’t a bad film, far from it, and do think parents should show it to their children (and hopefully watch it with them). I’m just not sure if it is worthwhile for them to head out to the multiplex to view it instead of waiting for the movie to hit DVD and Blu-ray.
That Transcendence doesn’t ultimately work is decidedly a problem but that doesn’t make the experience of watching it any less riveting, and as failures go this is arguably one I’ll be thinking about and pondering for many months to come.
Cuban Fury is so darn likeable, so amazingly jovial and, best of all, so gosh darn funny, the over-familiarity of it all doesn’t end up being as gigantic a problem.
A facile, trite, forced and false piece of Hollywood hokum that’s about as authentic as a Spam sandwich smothered in Velveeta cheese.
You have to be willing to accept the fact that Oculus revolves around the conceit of a haunted mirror. Once you do that, if you can allow yourself to go there, what proceeds is a surprisingly effective, shockingly intelligent thriller about self, identity and sanity that burrows its way under the skin.
Funny thing is, even with so much more going on, even with so many pieces vying for attention, The Raid 2 is every bit as relentless as its predecessor, Evans staging scene after scene of epic action fireworks overflowing in imagination and enthusiasm.
Plot tangents involving long-lost family members, environmental devastation, human greed and learning that home is indeed where the heart is all fall flat, none of these disparate threads close to weaving together into a cohesive whole.