We’ve all had days where we’ve been the guy playing the trumpet, and the guy getting followed by him.

Loved the stop motion animation. 

And man, imagine having a budget to rent out the entire real life coliseum in Rome and deciding to use it on a monster movie?

For a farce, the timing feels just a little off. I don’t know if it’s maybe me imposing my post-MTV sensibility on an older movie. 

But one thing we can all agree on: Maggie Smith is a gift.

Big Mrs. Doubtfire  / Honey I Shrunk the Kids energy, but with revenge.