Oh boy! All the at-least-fifteen-minutes-too-longness of the theatrical cut with several abrupt episode cuts! Binge this, Netfix!
Oh boy! All the at-least-fifteen-minutes-too-longness of the theatrical cut with several abrupt episode cuts! Binge this, Netfix!
Jesus this sounds like an ‘Ian McKellen crying moment’...acting against a green screen with no other actors and no idea how you’re really supposed to act.
With a name like Martyr, you don’t make many long-term plans.
I’ve read bits and pieces of RiRi stories, and I just don’t think she’s that interesting a character
I’m also a dude with an opinion. I quite liked Captain Marvel. I think Brie Larson was charming and talented, and Samuel L. Jackson is...well, Samuel L. Jackson! So I appreciated the chemistry and liked the story, as well as the humor and the Skrull angle (which was better than I was expecting). So I really liked it…
THATS THE TWIST
It’s just too darn loud.
A) Who would’ve imagined that in 1950 or whenever that was created, that it would be SO applicable in the 21st century.
Tom Holland, on the other hand, maintains his boyish looks because of gruelling contract-mandated drug treatments at the Shirley Temple Clinic.
His name is Spider-Man!
I thought the Foster-Pym conflict was pretty well done, and it’s the kind of thing comic book movies typically fumble badly. You get a decent sense of where both guys are coming from, the characters are reasonably well balanced, and the acting makes about as much sense as it can when they’re saying impossible…
Mark Millar is the worst.
I swear this is the only superhero movie where the antagonist’s plan is to just call the cops on the protagonists.
As much as I liked Ant Man and the Wasp, I struggled to think of what scene would be appropriate for this feature.
Nobody speaks with Morbius because he was dead the whole film.
I choose to believe that, in some parallel reality, Marvel just decided to let half the universe stay dead and started cranking out depressing, cinematic superhero versions of The Leftovers.
If the camera catches you in the intersection on a red light, you are in the act of committing the offense. When a traffic cop chalks your car, you are legally parked.
One and a half maybe. But a solid one and a half.
To me, the fact that we know it will be undone later doesn’t matter; the character’s witnessing it don’t know that, and I’m empathizing with them.