The Spy Who Dumped Me only works when its smart enough to make it McKinnon’s World.
Brij Mohan tries to give its audience something more substantial than the usual light Bollywood fare. It ends up to squalid for that audience to watch.
Thanos snapping his finger and disposing of half the MCU is the best thing that could happen to those not wanting to sit through another third or fourth iteration of critically lauded and wildly fan applauded Marvel mythology.
Extinction is wry enough to avoid its title.
If this seems like the best of the six Mission: Impossible films that’s because Fallout is always cleverly recycling plot elements, characters and action moments to disguise the fact that this is basically a greatest hits movie.
It’s a Memento meets A Beautiful Mind thriller about a Basque man who discovers that there is a mathematical correlation between a convenience store shooting tragedy and the same spot’s past, present and future.
How do you get an actor (Denzel Washington) and a director (Antoine Fuqua) both known for their sequel aversion to do a sequel like The Equalizer 2? Convince them your doing a remake and tell them that it is a modern day western, even though only the final shootout is horse opera resonant— and it is a straight up revenge thriller.
Lynne Ramsey who made the hallucinogenic school violence themed fantasmagoria We Need to Talk About Kevin returns to direct after a five year hiatus. Like Kevin, Here is an impressionistic tonal assault of over saturated images, amped up acoustic exaggeration and minimalistic acting.
Skyscraper never tries to go beyond its Die Hard inspiration, always happy to exist a few stories below it, with Johnson proving his manhood by constantly climbing the world’s tallest phallic symbol.