Jim Henson’s talents were not just in puppeteering, but in imagination.

Once the kill count starts climbing, there’s enough momentum to see this one through to the end.

The original seems a bit overshadowed by its successors, both of which tend to go for the gut with straightforward comedy.

It doesn’t have the draw, or the science, to really become absorbing.

Each character has a rival on this same Indians team, creating a level of dissension and animosity, in addition the hurdles faced on the field.

The issue becomes that the music carries more character than the characters themselves.

While many could easily criticize the original Paul Verhoeven novel adaptation for being over zealous in its political commentary, at least it had some.

Starship Troopers is somber despite its forceful agenda against such militarization of our society.

Despite being a special effects masterpiece, the finale is not about the visuals so much as it is about communication.

Terence’s (Cage) addictions are dominating, and when stoned out of his mind, he overplays everything with precision.