Cinderella (2015)
This one doesn’t even pretend to be feminist even a little. Two steps forward, twenty steps back…

This one doesn’t even pretend to be feminist even a little. Two steps forward, twenty steps back…

This is a love story between a young man and an 81-year old man. The problem? Not enough passion.

Christopher Nolan wastes almost 3 hours to show that women are horrible emotional creatures.

In many ways, the movie version of The Giver is missing the more elegant nuances of the book.

How nice, the director does his best to make sure that I don’t care even a little about these people and their story.

The clarity of the messages in the book comes through despite the script laboring to pass off John Green as Nicholas Sparks.

Is this a PSA pretending to be a movie?

This is one sodden mess of a movie that doesn’t seem to know how to tell me a coherent story.

It’s a cliché, but true in this context: watch the original, or listen to the soundtrack – both are much better than this movie adaptation.

More fanciful than anything else, this one benefits a lot from the hype generated by its leading actor’s death.
