Three took me a second because of the happy music (The Third Man), and five took me at least several reviews before I realized it was 500 Days of Summer. I just really disliked that film.

...David's leather pants are the best part...

....and now I have to go buy "Fright Night."

Archery is a completely different beast to firearms, although I will give props to Tom Cruise in this film, whose performance is a solid commitment.

If you tilt your head, that cluster of magnetic activity is clearly sneering at our terrestrial technology.

And toys don't talk, and several hundred balloons is not going to transpose your house safely to South America. Where is your suspension of belief?!

I feel bad for whatever Pixar minor character has to clean the shower drains in that castle.

These two sparring Snow White films need to be put into some kind of Thunderdome. The prize: my viewership, because "Snow White" is not an interesting enough story to warrant me sitting through two reinterpretations.

I don't know if I'm just repeating a well-known fact, but I always loved that Warwick Davis is the tiny little Ewok who humps Han Solo's leg at the end of Jedi.

"Wild Wild West" is one of those films that straddles my very thin metaphoric line that separates god awful from the earnest and endearing failures.

I had the same thought, but was too cowardly to say anything. I am genuinely a little scared of the really rabid browncoats.

I'm so excited for that "Ghost of Harrenhal" episode, I might die of anticipation.

"I didn't leave the Republican party; the party left me."

Link definitely NSFW due to excessive phallic shadow puppets.

Good? Probably not. But when has poor quality ever really prevented the American viewing public from shelling out their scrilla?

They have jammed quite a few goodies into this film. Aliens, robots, 'splosions, navy hunks, wet Rihanna, Liam Neeson's scowl. The list goes on.

If he doesn't say it, it will be a sadly wasted opportunity.

He figures if he stands real still no one will notice he's still breathing, and he'll make it to the credits.

Ah yes, the Asian Honey Bee Defense. Remarkably effective.

I like this. I'm excited for a bit of a return to the ridiculous and absurd, and god help me, I may even enjoy a Julia Roberts performance.