Emily Blunt and her husband lose a child because he’s a child and he makes noise, which attracts the scary alien creatures, and then they apparently decide “well, maybe a newborn will be quieter?” and she gets pregnant. This seemed like such a bad decision and made them very unsympathetic to me, I just couldn’t get past it. We find out way late in the movie that they do have a bunker area soundproofed with a single mattress (why aren’t…

It’s ok. Warren Beatty and Dustin Hoffman are not especially gifted comedic actors, but the part of this movie about them trying to make it as bad musicians is endearing enough. I would’ve liked this a lot more if the movie stuck with that. I was far less interested in them becoming unwitting CIA spies in Morocco, and then I pretty much tuned out completely when they’re wandering the desert because deserts are disgusting and I don’t like looking at…