Mini-Review: Only Ed Wood could manage to write a BAD movie featuring a reverse gang rape.
Mini-Review: Yes, yes. I know. Maybe I just didn't "get it." But my god, what a fucking boring movie. It's like they were intentionally fucking with you... "hey, let's see if we can get away with this guy breathing over and over again for 20 minutes!". Yeah, I don't give a shit if it's supposed to make you feel like you're there or whatever. It's still fucking MINUTES UPON MINUTES OF NOTHING HAPPENING. THAT IS NOT GOOD FILM. And the ending? What a cop out.
Mini-Review: This is terrible for a movie, but it's even worse for a live action Street Fighter movie. Which says a lot, considering the only other movie in that category. Enjoy fine dialogue such as "Your father has been the milk of my operation, but even milk has an expiration date". Laugh as "that kinda hot girl from Smallville" tries and fails to carry a Hollywood film all on her own. Cry as Robin Shou mispronounces "Ryu". Despair as Chris Klein sets the craft of acting back to the precambrian era.
Mini-Review: Remember, in the comics, where, every time Spider-Man moved, he slouched over and put his arms out to the side like a four year old pretending to be an airplane? Yeah, fucking ME EITHER.
Mini-Review: Welcome... to EXPOSITION PARK. Damned awful and just silly. "High bar'd the raptor" should be right there with "jumped the shark" and "nuked the fridge."
Mini-Review: George Lucas should call Irvin Kershner every day and thank him for tricking the world into thinking he's worth a shit. A big zero for the SPECIAL EDITIONS.
Mini-Review: Well, the music and cinematography create a nice atmosphere, but everything going on within it is terrible. With horrible dialogue from marginal actors that turn in stiff and awkward performances, a completely nonsensical script, and some almost Wood-esque editing, S. Darko couldn't stand on it's own even if it didn't have the immediate disadvantage of pretending to be a sequel to a much better film.
Mini-Review: I'm not sure who this is supposed to appeal to; "fans" of the original film itself or fans of it's MST3k episode. It's too self-aware to not end up insulting both crowds. Instead of a real sequel, Sloane has given us a bizarre masturbatory self-homage bogged down by so many not-so-subtle nods to it's predecessor that it might as well be it's predecessor. A sad attempt to cash in on a cult following that was provided by much more talented people, Hobgoblins 2 is bad at being bad.
Mini-Review: The first 15 minutes of Batman Begins are better than the last three Batman movies combined. Proof that, when taken seriously by people who really understand the source material, comic book movies can be as compelling as anything else.
Mini-Review: The acting is horrible, environments fake looking, and the dialogue incredibly generic and wooden. It'll take everything you know and love about Star Wars from your childhood and just fuck it, fuck it over and over again until it's chaffed, raw, bloody, and begging you to stop. Want to have the mystery of Boba Fett completely ruined and see his fucking face? Well here's your chance! Hayden Christensen is actually WORSE than Jake Lloyd! What Plan 9 would be with a multimillion dollar budget.