“Hi I’m …. Tom Cruise.” Continue reading
I wondered how Red Riding Hood, or what is essentially an eight-sentence fairytale, could be stretched out to feature length. Continue reading
Gloomy, misunderstood dreamboat? Gorgeous, virginal tomboy with an ample bosom and an untouchable talent for crying on cue? A dad swilling booze out of a flask and a priest screeching about meddling in the dark arts? It’s all there, and it’ll satiate those who need a fix before Breaking Dawn hits theaters. With that said, it shouldn’t be surprising that there is nothing about this movie, at all, that is any good. Continue reading
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