The film mostly fails to make a convincing case for Aardman’s old-school artisanal approach.
The Bubble’s toothless showbiz satire mostly comes down to teasing its characters for their entitlement and self-importance.
Yes, deep down, even brutal war criminals like the one played by Ben Kingsley are people too.
The Tick gleefully satirizes superhero excess but also threatens to alienate its target audience.
No one in Zach Braff’s Going in Style seems to really know what the hell they’re doing or why.
It’s the sustained, full-bodied mania of Melissa McCarthy’s performance that anchors the film’s many winning blind-alley gags.
U2’s involvement doesn’t make the film markedly worse beyond providing a seeming license to slack off in most aspects.
The real target of the film’s ire is New York envy itself, and the sad people who simply couldn’t stomach living anywhere else.
For anyone who preferred Oliver Bean to Malcolm in the Middle, behold Sixty Six.
Clearly in adoration of the George A. Romero zombie films, Shaun of the Dead is a playful spoof of the slow walking undead.