For a family-approved documentary, it's willing to go into topics the family might not like to discuss.
Even if the pacing feels off, draining much of the general energy, the narrative patches it up.
It's a dumb, burly flick that takes the classic hockey sentiment to heart: “I went to a fight and a hockey game broke out.”
Rubber is a film about a tire with psycho-kinetic powers that prove strong enough to blow people's heads off. And the tire is named Robert.
Why take all of the time trying to figure out Vanishing on 7th Street if writer Anthony Jaswinski didn't?
If Chawz didn't gobble down some sustenance for as long as the character development takes, it wouldn't survive.
Black Death is less about the plague than about religious retribution, the disease serving as a rather pointless MacGuffin in the backdrop.
Tough roles are abound here, the brilliant Frank Langella playing Marks' father, utterly contemptible from the opening frames.
There is something here, although what is a baffling mystery.
The sights have more life and energy than the characters...
Sold on scenes of massive battles, Warlords almost certainly gained a US release based on the popularity of another Chinese war epic, Red Cliff.
There is no question this is a fun, wild piece of cinema. In fact, were this not in French, it could easily be mistaken for a lower-budget Hollywood summer actioner