Anyone who is a fan of colossally, brain-fryingly bizarre and incompetent films, anyone who is a fan of old anime and will love playing spot the influence (and sometimes you can spot a couple influences on one robot, as bodies and heads are switched with reckless abandon), and I guess anyone who would want to see a giant robot space opera that randomly cuts to a whole strange TRON sequence, then Space Thunder Kids is well worth the dollar.
Frustrating, flawed, and fun; sometimes infuriating, sometimes breathtaking. I can’t think of a game that would more accurately reflect the character of many of the movies I end up championing.
A movie that awkwardly tapes together a turgid underworld drama with a movie in which a laughing Caucasian thug and a Taoist priest use gyonshi to battle a dude who sometimes, for no reason that is ever explained, transforms into a space-helmeted, silver foil clad “Futuristic Warrior.” Oh, and also sometimes…ninjas!
Look, I never said I was proud of the things I liked when I was kid, alright? And I’m even less proud of some of the things I watched now, […]
In at least one scene we see a Christmas tree and some garland, and I think someone mentions Christmas at some point. In my book, that qualifies this as a cherished holiday movie, like Gremlins and Die Hard
Eventually, I began to wonder if this wouldn’t be better classified as something other than a video game, or if the term video game needs to be radically redefined
Despite the attempts at post-Star Wars special effects, To the Stars By Hard Ways fits more comfortably with the contemplative science fiction of the 1970s
That’s really about the best summation I can give of Ra.One, both the character and the movie; it made me wish I was watching a movie with Jessica Alba in it.
Then there’s the fact that Wolfe manages to sell 100 million phones in about a week, and just how is Wolfe planning to control all the folks who prefer their Motorolas..?
A few specially gifted children along with their protectors fled to Earth, but the mogs followed and are killing them in order of… um. I’m not sure. Age? Shoe size, possibly?