Director Shane Black’s streak of puckish nihilism is an attitude that makes him a perfect for this franchise.
Shane Black’s film doesn’t want for great exchanges, and even disposable conversations brim with acidic wit.
In what sense, then, is Machete Kills not simply that: a cash-in sequel meant to make fast money?
Director Shane Black here replaces his once-acidic spite for government and bureaucracy with a call for corporate responsibility.
One can imagine the human aspects of The Monster Squad as some form of semi-autobiographical recollection.
The testosterone level is especially high during the early, purposefully more conventional stages of Predator.
A lavish, high-caliber release of four blockbuster classics.
The film is a silly, self-reflexive lark oozing spitfire sarcasm and nonchalant cool.