He’s the One by Kristi Rose
This is an inconsequential kind of pleasantness.
This is an inconsequential kind of pleasantness.
This flop of hilariously awful proportions is… dare I say it? It’s actually not bad.
This isn’t the best superhero movie around, but it doesn’t deserve its swift and painful death on the box office.
Why is the guy on the cover taking off his shirt in the middle of a hockey game?
I can’t feel the burn. Where’s the heat?
Oh my, maybe it’s not a good idea to let AI handle all the warfare machinery…
Three stories for a belated meh Halloween!
A hot guy is gonna make a big delivery in the heroine’s life this Valentine’s Day!
Demented zombies and deranged mommies.
Monster and artists both in the pits.