That's like saying the Amazing Spider-Man 2 isn't as good as… well, anything.

Very similar. A movie that simultaneously feels rushed and overly fussed over, with tons of CGI, aimed squarely at a 12 year old boy's idea of mature entertainment. And with gobs of mid-90s electronic music.

The AV Club

Todd McFarlane is a massive douche canoe in general, but his worst offense may be wasting Michael Jai White's shot at becoming a major blockbuster actor.

Maybe it's the lack of sleep, but I'm actually crying.

Did that one dude ever get those butts he wanted?

Technically, we're not even allowed to go to the bathroom.

I don't know, but I'm pretty sure that's the upper half of Demitri Martin's head.

Grotesquely mutated animals? Babies wandering around unsupervised? Green slime all over everything?

No no no, you wait until AFTER the movie. Right now, you're still supposed to be suckling the delicious teats of corporate-generated hype.

"Let's not speculate about the quality of an upcoming Star Wars movie." - a person nobody is listening to

Jimmy Fallon sucks. His show sucks. He has always sucked.

I don't get it. At all. It's kind of a small antichrist. I mean, what am I missing? Am I crazy?

Why no feature length commentary? I want to hear George Miller being all kindly and avuncular while he describes how he filmed a guy getting shot in the head with an arrow through his hand.

A young road warrior named Sugartits, who was a pupil of George Miller's until he turned to evil, betrayed and murdered Mel Gibson.

The new movies are pretty much "If Stan Lee Created The Star Trek Universe."

When all is said and done, the best episode lists of the nu-Who era will be littered with Capaldi stories.

Just rewatched the Journey's End two episode arc, which is one of the finest of the Davies Administration. And, holy, cow, is it cheesy. Not cheesy like low budget or campy, which can be charming—just cheesy in the way that everything is dialed way up to 12. The performances, the camerawork and cutting, the lighting,…

The boy was only four, but he generated an uncomfortable feeling. It was like an old man undressing you with his eyes, combined with a smell like asparagus soaked in vinegar.

Detroit is basically the most segregated city in the country, so odds are his character doesn't know Boyega's character and they never cross paths.