There’s a lot of beautiful work here, put together by top-notch artists, and yet Alien: Covenant plays out like one long odd choice. The talent makes it work thankfully, but it still feels unnecessary.
You are presented with the full edition of Wells’ The Time Machine. The tale now reads like a genteel odyssey, one man’s wanderings through time for no other reason than to see what’s there. The book’s monsters don’t scare you anymore — they seem almost quaint, like desperate little nocturnal apes — but something else does. Time continues to pass.
By: Daniel Reynolds There are generally two types of post-apocalypse movies: the ones where some context is given for humanity’s predicament (nuclear bomb, disease, zombies, what have you) and the […]
By: Daniel Reynolds What we talk about when we talk about Die Hard is usually the iconic performance by Bruce Willis as supercop hero John McClane, and, really, that’s fair. […]
By: Daniel Reynolds It is remarkable to think that somehow Iron Man has become the de facto superhero representative of this young millennium. Oh sure, the Batman movies have been […]
