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The moment "Turn Down for What" started playing, I was yet again reminded of why I love this franchise so much. I love its unabashed silliness, its earnestness, its incredible ability to keep one-upping itself with fun, ridiculous new action setpieces, and of course, its undying, perhaps unhealthy, obsession with butts. (Seriously, it seems like they're also trying to one-up themselves in terms of how many times they can show a single person's butt.)
While Furious 7 is kind of…
I was recently checking iTunes to see if The World's End was available for rental yet, and I saw that Man of Steel was the top movie of the week. I contemplated writing a long, vitriolic review in order to prevent any more poor souls from suffering through such a disaster, but unfortunately I have a pretty tight schedule at the moment; I'll just have to hope that I can convince you without going into too much detail.
Going into The Bling Ring, I was worried that it'd just be a weaker version of Spring Breakers. I had heard that Sofia Coppola simply re-tread what Harmony Korine already covered, but with less style, energy, and verve. However, now having seen The Bling Ring, I don't find that comparison to be fair. Whilst The Bling Ring isn't even close to as meaningful, memorable, complex, or unique as Spring Breakers, it never tries to be.
It tells the not all…