Showing posts with label Lewis Pullman. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lewis Pullman. Show all posts
Sunday, September 14, 2025
Thunderbolts*
We’ve come a long way…um…babies? You have to be forgiven if, upon watching this installment of the MCU, you find yourself contemplating the Marvel movies of yesteryear and how invigorating they were, whereas this flick evokes, largely, little more than a “huh?” reaction. Oh, sure, there’s entertainment to be had here, including both a fair dose of humor and an appreciable overarching metaphor about overcoming abuse, in addition to the standard action tropes. But…the history does not disappear, and the influence of the past weighs heavily upon this “new” venture. The sense that this is little more than a photocopy of a degraded original—a vibe that is even acknowledged in the film itself, at least at the ending—is hard to get over. At least the cast of characters features a mostly likable group. Reservations aside, an honest assessment says that this movie is good enough to watch, and the studio seems determined to move forward with its plans, so maybe we can just keep an eye on things and see if something truly enjoyable develops down the line. Stranger things have happened, even within this very franchise.
Labels:
Action,
Comedy,
David Harbour,
Drama,
Florence Pugh,
Franchise,
Hannah John-Kamen,
Julia Louis-Dreyfus,
Lewis Pullman,
Marvel,
MEOW,
Olga Kurylenko,
Sebastian Stan,
Superhero,
T,
Wendell Pierce,
Wyatt Russell
Friday, December 23, 2022
Top Gun: Maverick
Yeah. That’s cool. So when does the great movie
begin? ... What? This is it? Come on, now. The idea that this flick deserves
its "best movie ever" plaudits--if not ecstatic shrieks--is downright risible. This piece is enjoyable,
for sure, but the reputation it has acquired since release seems to be
largely the product of the affection audiences feel for the original
film’s characters. One scene in this outing in particular cashes in that
chip to great affect, and probably stands as the most authentic part of
this entire experience. Beyond that, everything in this script is so
obvious that even I could have written it. Mostly, this is an exercise in
self-congratulation writ large--though one that is easy enough to watch,
if you’re looking for big, loud, dumb entertainment and nothing more.
There’s no shame in that--so long as everyone maintains perspective. Just
fly level and straight and you’ll do fine with this one. Try to take it to Icarian heights--let alone the "danger zone"--and it will surely crash and burn.
Labels:
Action,
Bashir Salahuddin,
Charles Parnell,
Drama,
Jay Ellis,
Jennifer Connelly,
Jon Hamm,
Joseph Kosinski,
Lewis Pullman,
MEOW,
Miles Teller,
Monica Barbero,
T,
Tom Cruise,
Val Kilmer
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