Eccentric hitmen, mistaken identities, talking gnomes, and Multipasses. Advertisements
The boy has cried wolf too many times for it to mean anything anymore.
Muppets, lawyers, Russian mobsters, and stand-up comediennes.
Pictures of Spider-Men, rivers of shit, Jaegers, and lots and lots of drugs.
With season two of Santa Clarita Diet now out in the wild, what better time is there to revisit one of the best and still-relevant sitcoms of the 2000s?
Though rough around the edges, Gook is a strong sophomore effort from writer-director Justin Chon.
Love, Simon is perfectly watchable and rather likeable, but its slavish devotion to the Young Adult romance genre causes its big hook to feel inadvertently condescending.
Walk Like a Panther is an absolute embarrassment. Not just to everybody involved in making it, but British wrestling, British comedy, and British cinema as a whole.
The Third Murder represents a largely-successful attempt by Hirokazu Kore-eda to branch out of his niche without losing his singular authorial voice.
Nuclear war, genial old people, killer tracks, and great great great great great great great great great great great aunts.