This movie has a lot of charm. There are the wondrous conventions of Sixties scifi: bold colors and sleek design, underwater cities built in miniature, torpedo battles, a safety-striped submarine, and even a Nehru-suited mad man. But Sonny Chiba is the most charming thing in Terror Beneath The Sea.
It’s just that it’s those movies, and Kendall’s portrayal within them of dick-both-public-and-private Joe Walker, that won him permanent residence in a very special secret space-age lair located deep within my heart.
The most surprising thing about Tekken is how unawful it is. It is, as stated, incredibly generic and obvious. But that aside, it executes the formula well enough, and there seems to have been some actual effort put into making it.
So next time you’re watching some current Bollywood hit and you see Amitabh Bachchan making a cameo as an aging kingpin or a lovable uncle with an annoying catchphrase, keep in mind that this is a man for whom the privilege of phoning in performances in fluff roles that are largely the result of stunt casting has been especially hard won.
The film makers assume Hans is nuts but can’t pass up the chance to go along on a troll hunt. Which is when they learn that everything he’s told them is true.
When it grinds to a halt at the end with an instance of painfully unfunny sexual comedy, you really see this made plain. The moment jars not because it is the film’s most outrageous (it probably isn’t), but because it occurs at a moment when the film has finally stopped to take a breath, thus giving you the opportunity to savor just how stank it is.
“Mr. Moto is a very difficult fellow to kill.” — Mr. Moto 1937′s Think Fast, Mr. Moto, starring Hungarian actor Peter Lorre as a witty, karate-chopping Japanese man of mystery, […]
One of the first heavy metal horror films, though it draws more from the Grand Guignol stage theatrics of KISS and Alice Cooper than the pentagrams and pantyhose of glam metal
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
A chilling tale of lust, sex, murder, betrayal, and an annoying drum that goes ‘boingggg!’