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Minions Review

“The horror! The horror!” – Colonel Kurtz, Heart of Darkness, Joseph Conrad.

Had Kurtz gazed down on the specks of yellow that soon formed the fearsome Minions, then the horrors he saw deep in his own heart of darkness would pale in comparison. They would offer a transcendent picnic compared to the filth and bile found in Kyle Balda and Pierre Coffin’s work here. A cultural shift and a paradigm for how animation can be immediately commercialised if the design of a trending character is simple. A yellow blob with eyes and feet is a distinct design, yet extremely simple. Commerciality is the core of Despicable Me and the Minions spin-off. It is sick. It is vile. It is the future of big-budget movies spinning away from mediocre children’s entertainment and into a brand-like status of degeneracy. There is a layer of hurt to Minions that should not be possible.

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No Sudden Move Review

Mob flicks may have dominated a portion of culture for some time, but their influence has ebbed away. Not entirely, and considering how many are still made, we should take note of their style and their impact. But the glory days are over. These are not the days of Scarface and GoodfellasNo Sudden Move, the latest feature from Steven Soderbergh, does not wish to be like those former examples, nor does it wish to cultivate a new direction for the genre. By setting itself and its impressive ensemble long before the days of mainstream crime, Soderbergh enjoys the ability to come clean with engaging realisations of trope-worthy characters. 

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Sucker Punch Review

Where director Zack Snyder often fails is in crafting real, relatable characters. They feel like contraptions made for focus groups, rather than individuals with some degree of sanity or sympathy. Take the opening to Sucker Punch, for instance, which plays out like an early 2000s music video. Heavy downpour, sad characters looking good and guns, all to some nonsense pop track that has faded into the abyss with about as much fanfare as this film. Little. Speaking of little, there is little of value or note throughout, an embarrassing slog that suffers tremendously every step of the way. It limps on with no end in sight, and it is this feeling of never-ending incompetence that pushes it down to aggressively poor, filled with covers of The Beatles and the usual brown-dipped wash-out his films usually have.  

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