"Rob Cohen's most traditionally beautiful-looking movie with sunny lighting, vivid contrasts and roving sense for spatial fragmentation (even through simple A to B tracking movements) M*sonic greed plot a bit basic but pertinent. B-movie cast still sharp.
Have not seen the Skulls sequels yet, but they'd probably suffer a bit without being directed by a Cohen type or having the presence of a WB drama guy or a sexy big movie franchise lead, but then again, an appearance of averageness…
J. Edgar Hoover's closeted ass turned out to be a direct descendant of Mystique, and so has snuck into the White House posing as President Nixon, presumably MIA/KIA near Kissinger's favorite training camp resort in Manchuria. He collaborates with a scientist ripped fresh out of Televisual World, armed with his precisely tuned hypersonic persuasion skills (mouthing), to jack singular blood codings of particular mutants to create an ultimate super-weapon to track and genocide the most miraculous figures of super elitist…
This feels like a movie from The Asylum.....in a god-awful way.
The production value is disgusting to look at.
The special effects are piss-poor.
The acting is piss-poor.
The costume designs are terrible.
Everything about this movie is terrible!
Can someone please lobotomize these filmmakers?
I thought that "The Cloud" had a privacy policy, you know, to avoid the stupid shit that occurs in this movie; just a suggestion, writers.
Not only is Sex Tape the worst Apple commercial ever, but it is also one of the worst movies of the year. It is truly a cynical and idiotic exercise.
In this deeply tedious picture, Cameron Diaz and Jason Segel get off their lazy, rich asses and fail to resurrect their sex life as their…
