‘Transformers: The Last Knight’ review: Some things never change
Just finished watching Transformers: The Last Knight. I have so many questions I forgot half of them by the time I finished the film. Here are the rest.
Just finished watching Transformers: The Last Knight. I have so many questions I forgot half of them by the time I finished the film. Here are the rest.
Beauty and the Beast was enchanting. I still prefer the live-action Cinderella, but there's enough in Beauty and the Beast to delight people who grew up watching the animated classic.
'Mockingjay - Part 1' is as true to the book as it can possibly be, even with the addition of Effie in District 13, but it feels a little bland without Katniss' internal monologues and all the other details that brought flavour to the story.
There are blockbusters, and there are *BLOCKBUSTERS* — the latter arriving in theatres screaming themselves hoarse with whizzbang special effects and ostentatious, ubiquitous publicity campaigns. Transformers: Age of Extinction falls firmly on the extreme end of the latter category, and will probably remain the end point of the scale until Michael Bay tops it, once again, with the untitled-but-practically-guaranteed Transformers 5. For now, it's safe to say I have never seen a louder, more epilepsy-inducing, incoherent film in my life.
With a new director and a bigger budget comes a film adaptation that surpasses its predecessor by all counts.
Rewatched The Hunger Games again to refresh my memory before Catching Fire opens. I enjoyed it, but was astounded at its overwhelming reception in the US. I mean, it was a great adaptation, but there were some *crucial* things they didn't get right.
If the stellar duo of Colin Firth and Alan Rickman, and the prestigious pedigree of the Coen brothers had attracted you to Gambit, you will be sorely disappointed.