Suffers pretty much all of the same problems as its predecessor, only that they get much worse. Incoherent to the uninitiated, awfully campy, and worse to look at than many a 90s PC title, I respect its commitment to keeping Mortal Kombat on the big screen, but it would have been more productive to go back to the drawing board and reconcieve a film that the creator of the games wouldn’t eventually describe as the lowest point for the franchise, full stop.
A bloodless Mortal Kombat is #NotMyMortalKombat. The spinoff versus the DC universe was hardly tolerable. Mortal Kombat is dark, mean, and disrespectful to the human body. Here it’s goofy schlock with actors who don’t understand the shoes they’re stepping into, and a director who only competently translates the aesthetic to screen, with inaccuracies that indicate a lack of passion for the source material.
Granted, this was produced very early into the series’ lifetime, where its own personal style may still…
I didn't get social media until eighth grade. It was a Myspace page. Things were...different then. But while watching this one, I realized that the more things change, the more they stay the same.
Bo Burnham taps into something here that's going to be revisited for years to come. Things like Twitter, Instagram, and Facebook (nobody uses Facebook anymore) changed the paradigm of how kids interact with each other, but the pursuits have stayed the same. A lot of them…