It was about an evil bunny rabbit, all along. Like the satanic equivalent of James Stewart’s Harvey.

It has been described as utterly lacking in tonal consistency. Like it wants to be a saccharine kids movie while also having Naomi Watts carry out an assassination.

Kathleen Kennedy finally got around to watching Book of Henry.

60-70 is a D+, son. Now go out into the backyard and find a switch.

I never really believed that was gonna happen.

That porg saw God.

It’s like a less gay Resevoir Dogs.

Noomi was pretty good in What Happened to Monday.

Crap theaters, inflated ticket prices, Netflix.

October? They’re not stallin’ to get it into theaters.

But why aren’t they looking back and to the left? Back. And to the left. Back. And to the left.

This is a scam, he just wants us to look silly!

You must be fun at parties.

Like, a bomb to blow up a deadly comet would be cliche, but the film was more about being a sensory experience than the plot, which shouldn’t excuse the plot being so dumb.

Who could expect an off-brand Abe Sapien movie would garner such affection?

Websites come and go, but a C+ letter grade endures.

The trailer looked good.

Space Jail is a thing. But when you’re in space, it’s just jail.

Space Jail is a thing. But when you’re in space, it’s just jail.

Neat!

Yarp.