Even if Silent Night is lesser Woo, it’s still nice to have the Hong Kong titan flexing his action muscles in Hollywood again, and all I want for Christmas is an announcement that he’ll have another present for us to unwrap in the very near future.
Napoleon is only a cracked shell of what Scott originally wanted to deliver, so that it does not fully work is hardly a surprise.
The magic spell Wish casts is minimal at best, and it only lasts about as long as it takes for the end credits to complete their crawl.
Saltburn never plays it safe, and where Fennell takes things is guaranteed to anger a fair share of the viewing public.
Thanksgiving serves up the gorily delicious goods.
I will give Trolls Band Together this much: it is the first film in the series that did not give me a headache.
On its 75th anniversary, the transformative wonders of The Red Shoes continue to dance its way into my heart
While maybe the most inconsequential film Marvel has put out into the world (not including a post-credit teaser that is crowd-pleasingly awesome and a little desperate feeling, both at the same time), The Marvels is also one of the fastest paced and most humorously beguiling.
“I’m not trying to reinvent the wheel. I want people to have a good time.”
– Michael Kennedy