At a running time of 150 minutes, The Bounty Hunter is precisely 150 minutes too long. The movie is an empty vessel, a ghost ship on a one-way voyage to the seabed, a coffee cup made out of bread. Creatively, it’s doomed from the get-go. More »
I’ve come to the conclusion that any movie sporting the name, Gerard Butler, should be accompanied by a health warning.
This realisation hit me harder than a freight train the other night when I watched The Ugly Truth. I’ll tell you right from the get go, it’s one of the worst movies I’ve seen this side of the English Civil War. More »
Wednesday evening, flu coursing through my veins, head about to explode. I need a release, an escape from the realities of a cold February night. Mustering just enough energy to hoist my head in the direction of the door, my eyes fix upon a rental that dropped there earlier in the day.
Could this be the antidote to my woes I ask? More »