Somehow feel this would have worked better as an animated film.
Thoroughly enjoyable cartoon this.
I mean this as a compliment.
Couple of things:
- Momoa's charisma is off the charts.
- Wan has directed some of the best super hero fight scenes ever and hidden them amongst a lot of superfluous blah blah.
- I'm pretty sure Heard didn't show up so they just decided to animate her. Poorly.
- Willem Dafoe is probably the only actor they don't need to make CGI younger in flashbacks because he has always…
I watched this with my 'I don't use social media in any way, shape or form' friend. I informed him about the cries of feminist propaganda and testosterone induced outrage on said platforms.
He didn't believe me.
So I pointed him towards this very site and the comments many reviews (my purposefully stupid previous review included) elicited. And we just shrugged and talked some more about how much we liked the movie. Something that seems to get lost underneath…
I love how this film manages to do everything all Marvel origin stories have done a gazillion times and manages to get away with it brilliantly.
By not giving a shit and submerging itself 100% in its own vision. See it's one thing to re-tell a story and tell it well, but it's another thing entirely to completely reinvent it. And that it does.
This reiteration into the story of Spiderman revels in one thing, the character, something so…
Overlord, much like the creatures it spews forth, is erratic and messy.
There's one thing here I can find no fault with and that is in the way Avery opens his film. It shows a great attention to detail and confidently struts on towards a cleverly crafted shit hitting several fans situation.
This opening makes promises Overlord unfortunately doesn't keep. What follows is a narrative that drags awfully which is interspersed with bits of frustratingly brilliant body horror. Frustratingly, because…
My oldest daughter (11), who has seen the previous two parts and the Netflix show a gazillion times and has read all the books, cried and smiled during the final act.
"Good job", she said.
My youngest daughter (6) watched with mouth wide open and a handful of popcorn never reaching its target because yet another exciting thing was happening.
"I want a white dragon.", she said.
My son (8) laughed. A lot. And kept insisting he wasn't holding my…
I rewatched this because my 73 year old mother (the person who got me into Queen) hadn't seen it yet.
That's how much I love her.
And it's even worse second time round. This film is everything Freddie wasn't. Bland, predictable and boring.
And my mom's response?
'At least they got the fucking music right.'
(Whether or not she actually dropped an f-bomb, I'll leave in the middle, 'cause, hey, taking liberties with stuff that actually happened is A-OK, right?)
Sure, it has a shitty plot and piss poor characterization.
But Rudd's anti-hero still provides the perfect antidote to the bouts of silly gravitas Marvel is subject to these days.
Approaching this as a comedy works and makes for a really fun ride with some incredible action sequences drowning out the weaker bits.
And Peña is still a God.