Megan Smith

It is best to realize, before purchasing a ticket, that this is not a humorous "two guys on a road trip" movie. Not PLANES,TRAINS AND AUTOMOBILES. These best friend cousins display, between them ,just about every syndrome you learned about in Psych 100. At times there is a suggestion of what would happen if Tony Shalhoub's Mr. Monk took a trip with Randy Quaid's Cousin Eddie. Once you accept that this film , with its underlying Holocaust text, is not intended to be a comedy, then you can appreciate its calm, compassionate story. Although the cousins smoke weed, trespass and ride a train without tickets, there is no hilarious scene in which they scam pompous local officials. The bus never breaks down in a village of small town goons. The somewhat uneventful, mundane proceedings make the visit to the concentration camp that much more poignant. Well acted and filmed.

If you unashamedly enjoy films with Van Damme, Chan, Momoa and Statham, then you'll like this one, too. You could follow the plot and the characters were played with some nuance. Normally, you don't really root for DEA agents, but I think we'd all agree that the expediting of large shipments of heroin is a bad idea. Luke Evans is conflicted, heartbroken and therefore, ruthless and terrifying. You almost feel sorry for the villain. Lots of hand to hand, explosions and mass destruction of hotels and offices. Wonderful Taipei setting.

This is a beautifully shot, slow moving , serious film featuring the talents of some of the best older actors working today. They play it like Shakespeare .Makes for a nice change from glitzy, over the top fare. Probably most enjoyable for Catholics or anyone who understands the Church Hierarchy. Go for it. You will not be bored.

As an SNL addict from that very first show, I would not have missed this. Big point in their favor: no serious anachronisms. No valley girl accent, vocal fry or uptalk. No OMG or high fives. No men hugging and saying bro. It was nearly 50 years ago and they basically got it right with the hair and clothes and all the smoking and coke. Back then our humor was meaner and darker (just coming off a long tragic war ). People today would be horribly affronted and offended by the early SNL. A bit of that comes through. If you don't like frantic or absurd, then this is maybe not for you.

Unless you are sheltering from a storm, you would not go see this film if you did not like this kind of movie anymore than you would go to a Metallica concert if you hated loud rock. Of course there is blood and broken bones and lots of gunfire. But this one holds its own alongside the best from Jason Statham or Dwayne Johnson or Jason Momoa. Just a lot of fun . Perfect cast and great European setting.

One of the points made by this film is that modern life can seem so overwhelming (hassles with insurance, children's school, career stuff) that it would be very tempting indeed to allow an AI helper to sort things out. But of course, such an addition to one's home comes with serious side effects. Like those expensive wonder drugs they advertise with all those dreadful possibilities listed. I did enjoy this movie but as a Trekker, I know that Real Smart Computers are always doing this kind of thing. One factor in its favor: the AI was not given a snarky, patronizing British accent as was the case in Alien Romulus. But is there a subconscious undercurrent of resentment about the idea of a brainy female in charge of everything?

According to the canon, Godzilla is a pathogenic (able to reproduce without a male) female that resulted from mutations caused by the atomic blasts. Hence the offspring. So is the beloved Mothra. Although we often hear about Queen Mothra, somehow Godzilla is frequently referred to as "he".