Guardians of the Galaxy came out last Friday. Obviously, that was too long to wait, so I saw it at 7:00 on Thursday instead.
I had a few problems with the movie, mostly minor, but overall I had a pretty great time watching this.
Guardians of the Galaxy came out last Friday. Obviously, that was too long to wait, so I saw it at 7:00 on Thursday instead.
I had a few problems with the movie, mostly minor, but overall I had a pretty great time watching this.
Valentine’s Day is soon upon us. You (might) know what that means.
Bloody Hearts has come. Let us mock . . . Open Grave.
In Casa Verde — otherwise known as the St. George household — we only have a few rules.
1. Bring chocolate.
2. Mock as if there will be no tomorrow.
3. Watch any Jeremy Renner movie that has absolutely no chance of being nominated for an Academy Award.
Case in point?
Hansel and Gretel: Witch Hunters is silly and campy and hugely dumb sometimes. But I must say, it’s still not nearly as bad as I was expecting.
Giant robots fighting giant monsters? Guillermo del Toro behind the camera? Idris Elba in front of it?
One reasonably-priced matinee ticket for Pacific Rim, please.
Last year, I watched and reviewed all of the live-action Batman films prior to watching The Dark Knight Rises. (I will almost certainly review all of the animated films at some point, too.) Mekaela — who I might remind you still wants to see The Wolverine, despite the eternal sadness that was The Last Stand and Origins — suggested I do the same with the X-Men films.
I’m still not promising to watch The Wolverine, Mek. But here’s a look back at our first encounter with the glorious Mr. Hugh Jackman.
Many years ago, I watched the original Red Dawn. I know I did. I actually remember sitting down to watch it. And yet . . . and yet it’s like the entire experience was wiped from my mind, like something traumatic happened that my brain overwrote to protect itself. Aliens, I don’t know. The point is, it’s all gone.
At some point, I may revisit that past trauma. In the meantime, I decided to just watch the remake instead.
This probably doesn’t come as a shock, I’m sure, but it’s not very good.
I’ve been on a Chris Evans kick lately, so I decided to watch The Losers again.
It’s definitely a problematic movie, but I enjoy it all the same. And Chris Evans isn’t even the only reason! (Though, admittedly, he’s probably the biggest one.) Continue reading
Batman & Robin seemingly killed the franchise with just two words: Bat Nipples. But in 2005, Christopher Nolan managed to ressurect the dead.
While I have a couple of problems with it (I have a couple of problems with everything), it is easily a better film than its four predecessors—or five, if you’re including Adam West’s Batman. Almost anything’s better than that.
Except Batman & Robin, of course.
The “Worst Video Game Adaptation” Movie Marathon continues with . . .
This isn’t so much ridiculous as it is kind of boring.