Where do I begin? Movies about large, killer animals are never good. In general, they are painfully derivative and borderline ridiculous. The one stand-out in this genre of films is the original Jaws. Trust me here, The Meg is no Jaws.
I’ll be the first one to admit it: Initially, I really didn’t understand the concept of Ghosted. And I’m still not exactly sure if the format works, overall, but now that I’m hooked, I’m finally getting it.
If you haven’t seen A Quiet Place, you might not want to read this article. I’m about to spoil the movie. There really isn’t another way for me to effectively talk about this film. You see, on the surface, it’s an… Continue Reading →
I’ve never heard a movie theater so tense and quiet. A hush was over the rest of the audience, as if the slightest sound could doom the characters on screen. Then something would happen, the tension would break, everyone in… Continue Reading →