I wanted to hate Wonder Woman. Everyone has unanimously loved this movie, so that ugly little bit of 20-something year old, still deep down inside of ME wanted to find something to hate about this movie. To be contrary, to be different...I couldn't do it. Wonder Woman is every bit as thrilling and enjoyable as the general public says it is. And I'm okay with that. It took me 40+ years, but I have found peace in agreeing with the rest of the planet. I can't even be mad about it - I've loved Wonder Woman for so, so long.
Since Suicide Squad debuted on HBO this past Saturday, so we had a family movie night and watched the whole thing while eating Marie Callender pot pies. Jealous?
Now my daughter wants us to dress up as the Suicide Squad for Halloween...and she wants to be Enchantress. I'm only saying no because that would mean that I would have to be Harley Quinn, and we saw enough fatties dressed as slutty clowns last Halloween.
I should've turned off the TV when the first thing on the screen was "WWE Studios."
...but I didn't. I dutifully sat there, waiting for a single redeeming moment in this film, but all I was left with were questions.
1. I thought this was supposed to be related to the original Leprechaun series? As far as I can tell, there is no connection to original seies, other than the concept of a "killer leprechaun." I am guessing that it is intended as a complete reboot, with no mention of the original?
While I agree with Jean Grey that the third one's always the worst, X-Men: Apocalypse isn't a bad movie. It merely suffers in that it wasn't as good as the first two. (I think we can all agree that Last Stand was much stinkier than Apocalypse ever dreamt of being.)
So, "Teen Dystopia" is its own genre now? Back when I was a teen, I was quite sure that "the man" was out to get me...by stamping out all free thought, individuality and creativity. Turns out, it was just my mom. I kid, I kid - she likely wasn't any worse than any other mother in the 90s. But that's the thing. Most (American) teenagers feel oppressed by school, home, work, society...by someone. (I parenthesize American because that's what I know...I'd like to assume that aboriginal teens are just as over dramatic, but...)
As the opening credits rolled, I couldn't stop laughing. Maggie and Negan as Bruce Wayne's parents was so stinking cute! My husband just rolled his eyes...he doesn't watch The Walking Dead.
I was a bit worried that not seeing Man of Steel would be a problem as I sat down to watch Batman v Superman, but it actually kind of helped. The film starts off with the events of Man of Steel from Bruce Wayne's point of view. "I don't care if you saved the whole goddamn planet, Superman - you knocked down my fucking building!"
Dammit, I haven't even finished my review of Deadpool yet.
Why did Sharknado 4 have to open with a Star Wars-esque opening crawl? Was it because they gave Tara Reid a Light Saber hand?
That's not a typo folks...those damn sharks are building dams...out of damn human bodies.
I don't even understand...how did sharks get into the river? How do they survive is freshwater - don't sharks live in the ocean? Why are they building a dam out of corpses? I should know by now...the answers do not matter. Just the sharks matter.
We made it! A few weeks after opeing weekend, but we made it to the theater to see Civil War. I missed The Force Awakens and Deadpool, but I wasn't about to miss Civil War.