While some of the moments are truly wonderful, both thematically and cinematically, I can't let the Glamour-Shot-focused scene at the end slip by. So bad!
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The movie falls flat on its face, despite Thomas Haden Church and James Franco's best efforts. Tobey Maguire seemed to have checked out, bored with it all.
Half of the characters were just there for five second cameos, and the best part about it was complete viral video fanservice. It's fun, but in a brainless way.
The movie hit really close to home when Juno was silent and awkward. I guess that, while I love clever dialogue and all, its snarkiness held it back for me.
Everything about it reflects on the title -- it's so airy and dreamlike. I didn't realize how much I wouldn't like the dubs, though! Sheeta's voice alone... ew.
Granted, it's been from an over-the-shoulder perspective (I'm a wuss), but the game is so perfect and polished. Cons? Bees and the difficulty level. And BEES.
A bit long, yes, but necessary with characters like the Joker and Dent. The cinematography was stunning and, really, you can't argue with the casting overall.
I watched it for the first time a few weeks back. You'd never have thought it, but VH1 Films made a strong, hilarious movie. Just the random Bowie cameo alone!
If you'd talked to me in the first week of owning it, the answer would've been "love it!" Judging by the fact that I haven't touched it since... yeah.
I'll jump on the bandwagon and say it was amazing. It's right up there with "The Incredibles" as far as modern animated films are concerned.
It's an interesting take on the tried-and-true characters of Marvel's lineup. The art is drop-dead gorgeous, and while predictable, the story is still fun.
This is where the series really starts to pick up. The whole book is gold, and you really start to get a feel of what's to come for the Fables.
God willing, Legends in Exile will blow you away, and folks, it only gets better from here.
Gitlin takes our concept of "the media" and breaks it down to its basest elements, makes us reconsider the way this constant flow of information shapes us.
I'm really fond of the game, but only because I love everything Pokemon. If you're looking for something more than Poke-storage, stay far away from this title.
Once again, for every fantastic episode ("Blink"), you had one that was... not so much (Daleks again!?). Martha was a great addition, despite all the love bits.
I began to grow tired of Rose in this season, but not to the point where the finale didn't move me. "The Girl in the Fireplace" is brilliant; "Fear Her"... ugh.
Okay, so I could live without Seasons 1-2 (and Deanna Troi, while we're at it). Thing is, ST:TNG is great television, no matter how you slice it.
I will admit this to you, knowing full well that it may come back to haunt me someday: the first time I cried at the movies was while watching this. Seriously.
Since I can't compare it to Episode I (I haven't seen it), I can only say this: ugh. The "love" story is unbearable and the action just downright cheesy.
There's a certain sense of morbid whimsy to her short stories. Her words are sharp and charming, almost like a female Denis Johnson.
Even amidst all the surreal settings and situations, there is something so vividly real about what these characters are going through. It's jarring and lovely.
When your six-year-old is saying that it's sucky, there's a problem. My guess? She fell in one of the gaping plot holes George Lucas left behind.
The sketchy character designs go well with the very modern take on a classic noir detective story. Sometimes, though, the DS functionality feels a bit forced.
Even though I'm addicted to Pokémon like nobody's business, I can't bring myself to play this any more. I think there's actually TOO much to do!
I REALLY wanted to like this, but the controls didn't port well and the stages/music didn't have the same magic. Including the DLC's $, it's not worth the MSRP.
If you're a fan of ol' Bats, you need to do yourself a favor and read this. Nothing against Frank Miller, but I love what Jeph Loeb does with Batman.
I forced myself to trudge through this in order to find out who lived and died. By the time I got to the (terrible) epilogue, I didn't care anymore.
Hendrickson's artwork merges beautifully with Vaughan's story. The lions' dangerous trek is humanized without being sugar-coated and patronizing. A must read.
I love tongue-in-cheek historical comics, and this interesting take on Paris' elite artists fits the bill. Bertozzi's choices of symbolic color are superb.
