It improves on the original with inventive, gracefully repulsive special effects and an agreeable post-Watergate anti-authoritarian message.
All of them have earned their right to be here, either by standing on the shoulders of giants or wildly impaling creatures of the night.
Billy Bob Thornton’s ensemble Southern family dramedy fails to subvert its cutesy formula often enough.
The second season of Anger Management is mostly a depressing slog, lacking even the calculated urgency that characterized the first season.
The film doesn’t announce first-time director James Wan as a new auteur, but as a media-saturated copycat.