Alderman Harvey concurs.
Alderman Harvey concurs.
Greg Guttfeld will figure prominently in that one.
Molly Parker, Gary Cole, AND Robert Forster? I'm in.
One banana, two banana, three banana, four!
"Consider yourself comed at:"
Boffo box-office?
I'm guessing she would have preferred "initial chomp" to "digested slowly over a thousand years in the belly of the Mosasaurus."
Try running two blocks in flip-flops to catch a bus.
Really? Who's going to walk up to Velocirapstar and say, "I'm sorry, but we're running long so we have to cut your scene."
Deserves got nothin' to do with it.
Jonah Hill is the new Richard Dreyfuss.
To be fair, boys that age ARE annoying little assholes. I was.
Watching their trails slice through the sea of grass, the audience knowing what's coming - Spielberg is the best at letting creative visuals tell the story.
I got four guns, one for each of ya.
Really? That's astonishing. I've never even heard of those shows.
"Phartus, Phaedrus. Phaedrus, Phartus."
You were fine from the gitgo.
If we kill the sun, we will be able to live in a post-everything world.
Like Star Wars, when Jurassic Park came out, there had never been anything like it. That sense of wonder inevitably faded as weak sauce sequels and shitty CGI-fests diluted the quality. It didn't hurt that Steven Spielberg can tell a story like almost no one else.
Jeff Goldblum has not seen Independence Day: Resurgence. By all accounts it is a terrible movie. He has, however, seen the house that it bought, and it is magnificent.