Following in the footsteps of Outlast’s grotesque depravity was always going to be a tall order.
When you first hear the positively absurd premise for The Great Wall, your mind will naturally jump to one-of-two disparate conclusions. Either it will be so-bad-that-it’s good, or it will be a great, albeit batshit crazy, popcorn flick. There’s seemingly little room for anything outside of that binary. After all, this is a film about Matt Damon as an Irish (I think) mercenary teaming up with an army of colourfully attired, bungee jumping power-ranger lookalikes, in order to battle mythical lizard creatures that are trying to scale the Great Wall of China. I’ll give you a second to re-read that crack-pot rambling. Go on. Take your time.
One can only assume that this is loosely adapted from a collection of incoherent delusions, found scrawled upon an asylum wall in the author’s own shit. Which sounds promising as hell to me! Oh and it also has Willem Dafoe in it! So how can this be anything but majestically entertaining?
50 Shades of Grey is one of the laziest blockbusters of all time, to the point where I would consider it the very antithesis of art. Very few films get so many things wrong; from casting, to writing, to production design and even basic story structure, and yet this dross still remains a critic-proof hit. Everyone involved with the project ought to be ashamed of themselves, especially composer Danny Elfman, who really should have known better. Continue reading
I really do love that Stranger Things has gone down so well with such a wide audience. I can barely check in on twitter or Facebook without seeing someone recommending it or sharing a link to its fantastic soundtrack. The show ticked so many of my own personal boxes (Monsters! Mystery! Superpowers! The 1980s! Poltergeist references!) but I’m pleasantly surprised to see that everyone else is connecting so strongly to it as well. Continue reading