Mini-Reviews written just for you

I’ve been slacking on reviews lately, obsessing over finishing the next draft of my book. So, I thought I’d do a few mini-movie reviews on what I’ve seen lately. As an added bonus, I’ve attached a few trailer reviews of things that are coming out or are out but I haven’t bothered to watch yet. Onward we go!

Whiteout. My biggest complaint about this movie is how un-cold it feels. Seriously, it’s set in Antarctica where cold is rated in how far your external genitalia has retreated into your body, and I never once felt an empathetic shiver. The arctic base comes off as a nice winter getaway complete with randomly placed orchids. Second big gripe, the start of the movie has the lusty Beckinsale peeling down to her skivvies and then a steamy shower scene, giving all red blooded males hope. Through the rest of the movie she wears full arctic gear and oversized sweaters. That first scene, totally pointless. It was just there to entice us to sit through the rest of the hole ridden plot. Which leads me into gripe number three: the plot. It had potential, real potential but no, it’s based on compound idiocy. The thing people have been getting killed over are diamonds. It could have been anything, radioactive Woolly Mammoth fetuses, a Zombie virus, the Vodka of the Gods, anything and they choose diamonds. Don’t even get me started on the horrid flashbacks to Beckinsale’s torrid past. They were on par with Rain’s back story in Ninja Assassin, that’s how tedious they were.

The Good, The Bad, and The Weird. I hear angels play banjo’s whenever this movie is mentioned. It was brilliant. Even if you’re not a fan of Spaghetti Westerns this is one to buy popcorn for, even at the outrageous prices they sell it for. The Good is Woo-Sung Jung, a bounty hunter you expect spends his spare time drinking and playing cards with Boba Fett, Capt. Mal Reynolds and Spike Spiegel. That is just how cool he is. Not to mention freaking adorable and the only person I’ve ever seen able to pull off a dandy mustache with such manly panache. The Bad is Byung-Hun Lee, badest of the bad and he does it all with Emo hair. He’s the kinda of guy that hangs around on open-mic poetry night and then shoots everyone. Finally, The Weird is Kang-Ho Song from the equally brilliant The Host. He’s the guy you seen running around in a diver’s helmet in the trailer. This one is destined for my movie trunk and yes, I have a trunk full of movies. That’s just how I roll.

The Crazies. Let me just say that I like looking at Timothy Olyphant. He’s easy on the eyes and not just another shallow Hollywood pretty boy. Now that’s out of the way, this movie started out really good then degraded pretty fast into a cliché zombie flick. The biggest issue I had was with the “crazies” themselves. They were so inconsistent and poorly explained. They were caused by a huge ass military plane crashing into a river and the toxin it carried got into the water of the small town. We’re supposed to believe that no one saw this happen. Even in the middle of rural America this is damn near impossible. We’re talking about a country that puts churches fifty miles from the closest residence (I’m assuming in case you’re being chased by vampires). This movie also hardened my belief that the military’s greatest weakness is a bunch of drunk rednecks in a pickup truck. Really guys? This just proves that if Texas ever decides to succeed we should just let them. This movie did, however, give me an irrational fear of car washes. I haven’t cringed in my seat like that for a long time.

X-Men Origins: Wolverine. After watching this movie the following is recommended: 1. Find a wall. 2. Apply head liberally until consciousness is lost. 3. Regain consciousness. 4. Repeat. Ignoring the laughable CG claws and the totally defilement of Dead Pool there is nothing of interest in this movie. The plot is weak, the scripting is poor, the action lagging, and you spend half the time wondering why you wasted your money on this crap. When they decided to tell of Wolverine’s origins it was a huge deal for comic fans. I’m sorry, that needs to be rephrased. Ahem, IT WAS A GARGUANTAN FUCKING DEAL!!!!! Have a little respect for the source material. Screwing up the Phoenix Saga was one thing but this is the most beloved bastard of all time. Beloved even though he wears yellow spandex, that’s like liking someone from Jersey Shore or The Hills for their insight. Best line of the movie: Striker shows up and says to Logan, “You haven’t aged a day.” Uh, it’s been like 7 YEARS! Neither have you, douchebag.

Alright, let’s get to some trailers.



The Apocalypse is coming and it will turn all of our monuments blue. Little else to say other than, "FFFFFFUUUUUUUUU"



Paul Walker and Hayden Christensen on the silver screen together. There isn't enough sarcasm to put into the word, "Yay," for this situation. I expect this will be a horrible chimera of Heat and Oceans 11. And it is not going to be pretty.



Excuse me, I have to spin in a circle while squee-ing. Be back in ten.

Totally Unrelated

And by totally unrelated I mean totally, completely, legally binding unrelated. Sense: this trailer makes none. Watch. Just watch. Don't think otherwise you might kill yourself.



Yeah. See what I mean? Armpit swords. Ass swords. Boob guns. Saws in...faces. Did that building just bleed?! WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?

Fantastic News...

...will not be made in this post. In a future post for sure, once I figure out just what the hell it is that J.J. Abrams is planning. For now, let me give you some horrible news. All in the form of a long ass, shitty as hell trailer post. These are all movies coming out soon that you will want to avoid like the plague. Even the one about the plague.



They actually spent money on this. Non-imaginary, corporal, can buy things of value money to make this festering turd. This movie may actually destroy NASA's hope for the future. I sure as hell don't want to be an astronaut anymore. Okay, I wasn't going to be an astronaut but I had an elaborate plan to sneak aboard a shuttle and take the International Space Station for a joyride around the moon.



BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH heheheh BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAH heh heh hoo hah hee
Why not just have the tag line: Steve Austin, because Jean Claude van Damme is to old.



WHAT THE FU-Seriously!? So...now I get to watch dancing douchebags with British Accents in eye bleedin' 3D. This is so daffied I'm even breaking into Cockney just to display my displeasure. Excuse me while I go get elephants.



Well, it has Sean Bean and torture so if that's your sorta thing then have at. Personally, I'd rather flog myself then watch this movie.



This trailer is a minute and a half to long. I can't remember there being an Undisputed I or II, and frankly I'm afraid to go Google them. I'd say save your money and watch UFC. The plot will definitely be better.



Excuse me, I have to go punch myself in the face until the pain goes away.



There's only one more movie. There's only one more movie and then it will all be over. Wait..they're turning the last one into a two part-er?

Friday Mass Trailer Post

Let's begin shall we?



Well, I'm glad they got all the major plot points out of the way. Now we won't have to bother with such trivial things such as character development and plot arcs. From what the trailer fairies tell me, this movie will consist of explosions, Megan Fox's sex face, and really unrealistic weapons. Seriously, a TNT crossbow? How aerodynamic are we supposed to believe dynamite is? And wouldn't that horse totally freak out by two gatling guns next to its head?

Continuing on...



Wow, the SyFy Channel is finally getting a good budget. Oh, wait...Okay, when you're so strapped for movie ideas that you're remaking B-rated horror movies oh, wait...So, are they going to do Mega Shark vs Giant Octopus next? Or Dino Shark? Cause SyFy has a whole warehouse of shitty movies they could remake. They might be only marginally worse than the originals.



Wow, I didn't think I could start loosing interest in Zombie movies. How many of these does Romero think he can pull off? It's probably going to be better then his last one, Diary of the Dead. Look, the hand held camera technique barely worked for The Blair Witch and is only ever successful if you're not rooting for the zombies to kill everyone on screen. Let's look at all the places we've put zombies: in a graveyard (that make sense), a mall (oohh, an analogy!), in Sweden (and Nazis!), underwater (this is actually an entire sub-genre), on an island (multiple times in fact), and on a plane (only slightly more scary than snakes). Only place left is space - oh, wait nevermind, it's been done. So the only thing left for zombie movies to do then is to die.



Okay, f*&# this shit. I need to go buy more Emergency Vodka. An upper decker joke, really? That's the best you could do? Are you guys even trying an more?

I need a plate cleanser.



Not sure if M. Night Shyamalan-na-an was the best director choice but it looks good. I just don't hear M. Night Shayamallannn and think epic action flick. I still haven't forgiven him for The Happening.

That's all for now. I'm off to console myself with chocolate and cheap booze. Oh, booze. You're the only one that understands me.

Crap, I'm out of Emergency Vodka

Well, it can't be worse than the Mortal Kombat movie. It can't, right? Please tell me it can't. At least I can console myself that it can't be worse then Dragonball Evolution. That has to be the only movie in existence that would have been improved the the addition of Krillin.

Where's my Emergency Vodka?

So, and this just makes my head hurt, Taylor Lautner, brooding bad boy of Twilight, has forgone a Max Steel role for Stretch Armstrong. Yeah, you remember that craptastic toy from your childhood is going to star in his own feature length film. This with the Battleship movie and the once rumored, now official, Candyland movie has officially proven that Hollywood has lost its freaking mind. You'd think they might focus more on making a video game movie that didn't suck three flavors of scrotum, or maybe "re-imagine" yet another horror franchise. Because we all know we don't have enough Freddy, Chucky, or Jason movies.

In the words of Peter Griffin, I'm going to go drink until I can't feel feelings anymore.