The Fate of the Furious (2017)
The franchise metamorphosis into ludicrous live action cartoon is now complete. Oh god, can it die off now?
The franchise metamorphosis into ludicrous live action cartoon is now complete. Oh god, can it die off now?
It’s actually two stories in one episode. Two pretty good ones, fortunately.
There is a great premise here, but the author only focuses on it a little too late into the story.
This episode teaches you that, if you want to be a crook with nine lives, it’s best to learn how to count too.
So, it takes an episode in a silly TV series to make me think that maybe James Marsters isn’t so annoying after all.
This is an interesting case of the media tie-in being superior to the crappy movie that “inspired” it.
Ah, those randy English boys and their hind play. And bless those nerds who still take time to do the squats and push-ups too.
The moral of the story is, if you are going to kill your husband for money, kill the brat too or you will really regret not doing so.
The most terrifying thing about this dud is how much of a failure it is as a horror movie.
The first episode attempts to entice people to watch by showcasing hot, hard-bodied men beating one another. I can’t exactly disapprove.