It is high time to retire this messy franchise, or at least place someone else at its helm.
Knights is bound and determined to entertain, and in the end, plays it ridiculously safe.
Chan flips kicks the piece to success, towering over the hackneyed familiarity of the cliche-riddled script with wildly kooky fight scenes.
Scripting perfection that makes Ghostbusters one of the finest, sharpest pieces of escapist entertainment ever committed to film
Oranges is too grounded to approach the topic so breezily.
A gaming-centric show this week as Blu-ray/media news fell off a cliff into an unknown abyss.
For all of its remarkably idiotic plot devices, Spiders has quite the raucous finish, stupidly energetic as it delivers the one thing anyone expects from a movie like this.
Silver Linings plays to its oddball strengths, keeping itself propped on its highs, rarely celebrating the lows.
Cue 90-minutes of listening to people who never shut up in an enclosed space while being completely oblivious to each others needs.
His creations were his own, not the result of a team, not the result of a producer's multi-million dollar check, but sheer will and the love of what he did.
Texas Chainsaw will eventually reveal its goal: Humanizing Leatherface
Seen in HD is back, with an update on my TV woes, which might actually be useless if a Kotaku editorial predicts the future of the device.