No matter how dashing and handsome Clive Owen is, how cool and calculating he's playing it on screen, nothing brings him down to earth quite as fast as blonde hair and that stupid fucking hat.
It turns out the trailer gives away a lot and there's really only a couple of surprises left if you've seen that. But it's still a sharp, effective horror movie rooted in race relations and the way people reshape their approach to other people on the fly, where maybe the only person around who can be counted on to be his full relaxed self at all times (and not just on his best behaviour) is the guy who's obviously a…
George Miller had been talking about this - or at least, had been persistently asked about it in interviews - for like twenty years now, and I don't know what's different about now that he finally got around to making it but I'm glad he did. The response on this has been gobsmacking, though I was willing to chalk a fair bit of it up to Peak Gen-X Nostalgia, and it coming at a good time to be heralded as…
Tom Six, like a lot of people whose art is childishly offensive and basically stupid, considers himself a warrior for free speech. (o, how hard he fights. On Twitter.) He dresses like the French guy in Raiders Of The Lost Ark and has so far shown the world exactly one idea, which he's flogged out for three movies now. I am caught between befuddlement and admiration.
This third gulp at the can dispenses with the dropout-Cronenberg medical horror of the…