Ford v.Ferrari was excellent, as I’d hoped. It deserved to do even better than that, although the length probably was a bit of an issue.

FIVE years?! That’s two Terminator reboots from now!

The 40-minute drive from Boston to NYC in Fringe made sense when you realized they were driving the high-powered yet environmentally-friendly Nissan Leaf, the electric car proven to warp space and time with green energy!

So if it was in Philly it would be “SOMETHING LIKE 7 BRIDGES AND SEVERAL EXITS OVER LAND BUT THEY PROBABLY WON’T TRY TO HIDE IN WEST PHILLY FOR OBVIOUS REASONS”

The movie was smart enough to know when you cast Sam Rockwell, he gotta dance. It’s law.

I the future, teasers will be so short, so fragmented, so fleeting that they will exist in a theoretical region of space-time, and and only those with access to a particle accelerator will be able to detect them.  

Of course Ophelia isn't dead, she's simply pinning for the Fjords.

I’m sorry, what? Angel was cursed, and the effect of that curse was that he got his soul back.

“Now, it is true that one of the crew members was injured.... slightly injured. But everyone else is just fine, managing the production, free to pursue a life of religious fulfillment.”

We rightly complain about Trump every day, but holy hell Dubya was awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwful.

Get up and say, “I’m sorry children, but something has happened and I have to go handle it. But I’ll come back to finish reading to you, I promise.” And then leave, and maybe worry a little more about terrorists crashing planes into buildings and a little less about temporarily hurting the feelings of a handful of…

I mean, it’s fun if only because leaping off a building to try and hit a dragon in the face with a battle axe has to be one of the coolest movie deaths of all time.

The poster’s broken promise of a Dragons vs. Apache helicopters battle royale over London still stings me.

It wasn’t a great flick, but it was very much a fun one.

they did, its called Short Circuit 2.

I think—when they release it in theaters—that it won’t be in protrait format any more.

I can love both!

Hey, it’s Enrico Pallazzo!

Nah, Ordell Robbie braided goatee.