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Disappointed! The Amazing Masters part is a faux-cumentary hosted by The White Shadow about why martial arts are so amazing, which…we know. Get some worthwhile footage so we can actually see what you’re talking about …
Yow. I liked it more than I usually like Fincher’s stuff, but watching it eight years after it came out, I couldn’t stop thinking about how overrated Spacey is as an actor — and Brad …
It’s such a simplistic movie, but it does what it sets out to do quite well. Brendan Fraser is so likable in it, too. I remember Matt Damon as much more hateful (although he must …
It’s not great, but it delivers. And now for the sentence you never thought you’d read, anywhere. Ready? Okay. “Simon Rex is really good, especially when he’s rapping.” I know, right? Anyway, it’s a Compromise …
I assume the discarded subtitle was “Revenge of Exposition,” because…damn.It’s not good, but it’s fun if you bring the right peanut gallery, which fortunately I did.However: it is not appropriate for children five and under, …
Mmm, Barry Pepper. …What? Oh, sorry. I seem to recall critics saying that after the opening sequence, it could have stood a tighter edit, but I didn’t really feel that way; the length felt about …
It’s one of those Hitchcock movies where none of the character development feels organic, and while the basic plot is clear, the engine of it is totally muddled, and you keep ending up in these …
I really never got the big whoop about Audrey Hepburn. Now I get the big whoop about Audrey Hepburn.
I would have given this movie an A-minus, but the framing voice-over busts it down to a flat B. Why do filmmakers DO that? We don’t NEED it! Leave some goddamn ambiguity; let us feel …
It isn’t as creepy as the American remake, but it holds together a lot better when you think back on it, because it doesn’t feel bound to explain every little thing; it lets you assume …