Five Feet Apart (2019)
The fault in our lungs.
The fault in our lungs.
Ooh, a two-hour montage of Brad Pitt looking all angst-pretty under flattering hues!
What every hospital needs: monsters with tentacles of death!
Talk about a bad trip abroad…
This is a love letter to Margot Robbie, and not much else.
At least it isn’t one of the crap The Conjuring Universe films.
Five heads are definitely worse than one.
This one could have been a fun, campy pleasure… but it doesn’t quite succeed.
Three heads are definitely not better than two.
No, no, this is the other terrible Robin Hood movie. The British one.