
In addition to the cast being delightfully diverse this time around, the film was just loosely-plotted and action-packed enough to keep a casual fan like myself entertained. While I do agree that the writing of Cole left much to be desired for an original character thrust into a preconceived universe, none of the characters seemed particularly fleshed out in terms of personality; however, I think that's to be expected when you're watching a film literally inspired by a video game.
The Conjuring: The Last Rites delivers a thrilling mix of scares and heart. From the axe-wielding ghost to the Warrens’ emotional farewell, Patrick Wilson and Vera Farmiga shine. Fans get a chilling, atmospheric conclusion that’s worth watching in theaters.
What seems like such a simple story of survival is so much more than that—it’s a story of family, and of war, and of destruction. It’s painful to watch, but not in a bad way. It makes its audience reflect on their own actions, and in how they are complicit in the sufferings of others as the adults in this film are. Grave of the Fireflies does not hold back from being heartbreaking, and it shouldn’t. It tells a message that needs to be heard decades after the war, and a story that cannot be forgotten by history.
Wolverine carries Deadpool - literally and figuratively
'Barbarian' is horror infused with something ridiculous that makes the whole thing entertaining.