TETSUOBROKER2099: 2024

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Monday, August 12, 2024

I’ve seen longer.

This preposterous movie thinks you can have a civil war without the Avengers.

I wonder if Zaslav regrets not shit-canning this one for a tax write-off.

At the bottom of the barrel you will find . . . a vampire ballerina, apparently.

Sadly, there’s no scene where Seinfeld impregnates an unheated Pop Tart.

We got computer generated versions of Paul Walker, Peter Cushing, Carrie Fisher, and Harold Ramis . . . but no CG Gregory Peck?

Standard issue Spooky Catholic Shit redeemed by a refreshingly no nonsense ending.

You give me the second half of a movie, I watch it with just my other eye open, you feature?

Makes me root for colony collapse disorder.

Human and digital assets appear on screen for a specific duration of time.

Sadly, this is not a solo adventure for the limo driver from Die Hard.

When you wish upon Godzilla, your dreams really do come true.