Lacking the elegant simplicity of its 2014 predecessor and the all-out fun factor of Kong: Skull Island, King of the Monsters is a major misstep for the expanding MonsterVerse. Whilst we do get moments of exhilaration – as you’d expect from a film featuring a giant lizard firing nuclear energy out of its mouth at…
“Should I talk about the fact that your childhood bed is a Pikachu bed?”
“All of this for what, because of a puppy?”
In a tearoom in Birmingham there lived a writer: J. R. R. Tolkien. This is his story. Sadly, it’s not one equal to those told in the books that made him his name; the one biopic to rule them all this ain’t.
The culmination of the 11 year, 22 film Infinity Saga. It was worth the wait.
“Who are you people?”
There’s a point in Captain Marvel where our titular hero is told by a male biker to crack a smile. A suggestion which she swiftly treats with the contempt it deserves: a hard stare and the theft of his motorbike. If only the seeming hordes of manbabies who spent actual time from their actual “lives”…
“You are a vicious snowflake.”
“I’m just waiting for the right moment.”
“My father was a lighthouse keeper. My mother was a queen. They were never meant to meet. But their love saved the world. They made me what I am: a son of the land, a king of the seas. I am the protector of the deep. I am… Aquaman.”
“We are alone. No matter what they tell you, we women are always alone.”
“So, perhaps we’ve learned when day is done, some stuff and nonsense could be fun!”