Hollywood has found its next J Law in Britt Robertson.
Having said that, despite my cynicism going in and my general dislike for metaphor and my even deeper dislike of eco-preaching, I found myself able to transport back to my ten year-old stuff and really enjoy the hell out of this.
Sure there are holes and some things don't really make sense all the time. But for the most part the spectacle and the spirit of the movie really breaks loose with a lot of genuinely inspiring moments.
Look forward to discussing this on this week's upcoming Cinecast Episode 397.
Incredibly boring with unflattering characters and attempts at comedy that had me eye rolling ever bit as much as I was checking my watch. No stakes, no story, no intrigue. Just a series of set pieces that, for the most part, linger on nothing of interest.
The character of Tin Tin himself is as bland as he appears. Wish I would've skipped this one.