It’s taken me a few days to assess how I feel about Resident Evil 7; that’s in no way a bad thing.
I’m torn on how to feel about Split; on one hand, it’s one of the most excellent films about mental illness ever made. On another, I can’t help but feel cheapened by one of the twists.
Carrie Fisher died today. After suffering a heart attack on a United Airlines flight to LA four days prior, she never regained consciousness. It doesn’t seem real, honestly. In terms or celebrity losses, 2016 has been a brutal year.
This movie really puts the “ass” in Assassin.
It’s The Magnificent Seven meets Suicide Squad — unlike the latter, there are actual stakes here.
The Walking Dead is getting weird. Not in terms of subject matter, however.
Even the best episodes are made to suffer when they’re bloated.