One of my favorite things about recalling my movie-watching past is considering the ways I viewed certain films through younger eyes.
Sadly, Halloween: H20 has nothing to do with water.
You gotta love Ralph Bellamy.
You can count Joe Pesci’s star vehicles on one hand, and people will tell you My Cousin Vinny is the only worthwhile title.
Swordfish is multifariously condescending, but it’s so inherently clueless that there’s no use in getting offended.
This is the movie I used to rent incessantly and watch on elementary-school sick days, back when, ya know, no one suspected a thing about this sports-snubbing color coordinator.
The film’s most egregious flaws are freely (and somewhat hilariously) pointed out by Joe Berlinger in his DVD commentary track.
I was so excited to see the film as a kid that I nearly vomited after getting my ticket punched.
If 2004’s Catwoman expressed anything, it was the empowerment Halle Berry felt after winning her historic Oscar three years prior.
It’s generally agreed that films fall into one of three categories: The Good, The Bad, and the So-Bad-It’s-Good.
Beyond being asinine and unwittingly cryptic, the film is also a slice of unintentional sleaze.