A film of two halves. The first half being a 40 min edit of the first film, the second a showcase for a phenomenal level of unintentionally hilarious, shit acting. PUNISH!
Superb animation and excellent characters squandered on flat, uninspired bollocks. It did, however, contain cats doing cat things and so it came as no surprise that Charlotte loved it.
Of all the directors to try their hand at 3D it's a (very welcome) surprise that Scorcese is the one to show its full potential. Even more breathtaking is the way he then goes on to marry 3D to the intense fascination held by early cinema. I smiled a lot.
Banksy seeking to both validate the importance of 'street art' and demonstrate the idiocy of its intrusion on the art world. With an added bonus of being quite brilliant.
Beyond absurd melding of Blaxploitation and Gothic Horror with a 30 second 'Werewolf Break' just before the end for you to guess the identity of the wayward lycanthrope. Could well be one of the most amazing films I've ever seen.
Disney stretch their formula to the furthest extremes resulting in overanimated squidginess. Charlotte felt the film would have been better if nobody turned back into a human at the end despite the complications this would create for the story's climax. I found it difficult to argue against "He seemed pretty happy as a candle, he was singing songs and everything".
I unwittingly watched my first Christmas film of the season. A thoroughly British effort that starts out with a lot of promise and then spectacularly shits it all away with a duff monster.
NY trash at the top of its game. The stand out moment being when a room full of naked hookers, out of control on crack, spontaneously explode. King as fuck.
In which I discovered that the American teenage male is SO horny that they will happily resort to simultaneous necrophilia and rape at the drop of a hat. Not as funny as a pie.