I love Johnny Cash. I’ve loved him since high school, listening to the Essential compilation and picking up random records of his that I would find in antique stores. I remember when the trailer for Logan came out, perfectly utilizing Cash’s version of “Hurt” to set the tone for one of my favorite movies of the last decade. If you drop a Cash track in a movie I’ll probably love it, is what I’m saying.

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Lindelof certainly elevates the material above the trashy and frankly hair-brained concept, with Zobel bringing strong direction to the project as well. 
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Not to come in here with my spicy hot takes, I know we have much better things to do, but I’m really disappointed by this film and I would probably not be if it wasn’t so hyped up in Film Twitter Canon. And I know it started with Chris Stuckmann. You were all stuckmannized, and don’t even know it.

It has weaker pacing than the first, but the addition of Pam Grier brings a lot to the table.

“Simon Cowell thinks friendship won’t save the day!”

It occasionally got a laugh out of me just out of the pure oddity of some of the jokes, but I legitimately despise this. It reeks of a complete misunderstanding of a brand, the casting is awful, and the music choices are nauseating. 

I’m normally not one to exaggerate and pull the “my childhood” move, but yeah, this is a personal attack.

Couldn't resist when I saw it was premiering on HBO tonight. Mike Flanagan sure knows how to make them horror pictures.