Ghost Train (1985)
Bless the late Roberts Blossom, for elevating a Steven Spielberg pap into something more.
Bless the late Roberts Blossom, for elevating a Steven Spielberg pap into something more.
Lots of gamer meta references and CGI porn mask a derivative and often silly story.
Steven Spielberg has lost it completely.
Once again, two rich white males want to demonstrate that they are the self-appointed best human beings on earth.
Can’t Steven Spielberg do a movie that doesn’t reek of heavy-handed pretentious twattery?
Steven Spielberg continues to demonstrate that he is a scab when it comes to pop culture.
More self indulgent than anything else, this overlong pretentious Oscar-bait movie doesn’t know when to stop or end itself.