I was really feeling this for a good 45 minutes, but holy jeez did this wear out its welcome. Like sure, the relationships between these characters are far more fleshed out and resonant than they ever were in the TV show, but I need some fucking action in my action movie. And not just in the last 30 minutes of a 2 hour flick. This thing becomes a real chore, and when they finally morph into the eponymous Power Rangers,…
Perhaps a bit inconsequential (especially in a post-INFINITY WAR world), but this is still a pure joy. It somehow fixes the Marvel scene formula of dramatic-moment-punctuated-by-a-joke by simply leaning hard into the jokes. For me, it is by far the funniest of the films. It says something that this movie makes me want to reconsider the previous THOR films, even though I know I didn't like them on first viewing and likely won't upon a revisit. This also solidifies Banner/Hulk as my favorite MCU character. He needs a new solo movie.
If this doesn't make you a fan of Jeremy Irons, nothing will.
DEAD RINGERS proves to be one of Cronenberg's best, most thoughtful pieces. He weaves into this yarn a fascinating examination of dependency--both human and substantive--from the point of view of twin brothers (Jeremy Irons). His trademark body horror is still very much present but is hardly the point of this far more psychological tale.
Bearing the burden of this story is Jeremy Irons doing double duty as Elliot…
I learned a bunch of stuff about scuba diving and sharks that I didn't know before because every character in this movie is a fountain of factoids hellbent on educating the one ignorant character (and by virtue of that, the audience), but apparently not a single one of these jabronies knew the most basic shit that every little kid knows about getting bit by a shark: punch that motherfucker in the face.
Also, what's with the aggressive color compositing on that one girl's scuba mask? The CGI sharks didn't look too terrible, but that shit was just distractingly bad.
Anyway, this movie sucks.