Is there a place for a throwback blockbuster like Independence Day: Resurgence in today's increasingly global movie market? Maybe!
Fear not. Aside from a couple of minor hiccups and inconsequential tweaks, the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles are back and the same as they ever were.
Just as illogical and bearing an intensely preachy, somewhat botched political message this Neil Blomkamp's previous outing District 9 suffered from, Elysium might just be slightly better since it doesn't hinge on a gimmick it can abandon as soon as possible once the filmmaker decides he just wants to start blowing things up and stop making any sense.
Aside from some really great stuntwork in a pair of showstopping (if incredibly similar) action set pieces, an interesting take on the film’s titular cowboy, and a good look overall, The Lone Ranger gets bogged down thanks to a useless 149 minute running time and a cavalier, ironic, and wholly unwelcome revisionist history that thinks it’s progressive but is dumb as desert dirt.
In the likeable and affectionate, but extremely scattershot fashion documentary Scatter My Ashes at Bergdorf’s, director Matthew Miele goes behind the scenes and behind the history of one of the most iconic shopping destinations in New York City.
Cigars, whiskey, sunglasses, a naked waitress straddling a clothed, but unzipped Nic Cage, the line “I never disrobe before gunplay”, gunplay, sex, sex and gunplay and whiskey and cigars at the same time. This is the sort of thing you will find in Drive Angry, the newest film in Nic Cage's long and illustrious oeuvre, and this is just one scene.
We're unabashed fans of Nicolas Cage and his eccentric oeuvre at the Shelf, so when we heard about his new film Drive Angry we we understandably excited. Cage plays Milton, a man who fights his way out of Hell and returns to Earth in order to avenge the death of his daughter. Did we mention that it's in 3D? That's right, pissed off, undead Nicolas Cage kicking asses in 3D. Do we really need to say anything more?