Reviews

A vehemently gripping Spielberg-Hanks-Coen-Schnapp historical drama expertly forged to encapsulate the viewer's mind and challenge preconceived politico-expionage yieldings under the elusive guise of soviet war criminals and heroic American airborne photographers.

Wow: Chris Hemsworth, like a fisherman sets his hook, gets the fish (viewer) to bite on and never let go. In this politico-science drama, the castes of humanity are proven to not be as pure as the driven snow under the guise of exposing chaotic revenge plots devised within the castes and tiers/rungs of even today's societal norms. 100%.

Daniel Greg is the best James Bond the world has ever seen. That all being said, under the guys of English MI 6 politico-extortionism, he (Greg) carefully derails the Bond series legacy with his anti-Semitic acting prowess through elusive crypto-pandering in a lawless futuristic London.

Contrary to what is purported in NASA's feeble attempt to grasp the hearts, minds, and wallets of the average American, there is no life on Mars except for the FICTIONAL "documentary" of a failed space pilot mission that went awry from its conception. This isn't the first time in history that the American government has tried to pass off space travel as a reality. Who can we really trust these days?

As a recovering Farmville addict, I can strongly empathize with the anti-establishmentarianistic and 12 step undertones of this modern rom-dram. Growing up as a punk rocker really drew me to this film. I was expecting some classic Boxcar Racer and Good Charlotte but instead got a hefty dose of crust punkorama under the guise of anti-Obama politico-societal revolt. Better luck next time, Disney.

A view into the dystopian post Obama fallout after arming isis with robots.

I gave this movie one star but honestly I'd rather give it the Death Star.

Future president, Dwayne "The People's Rock" Johnson, bands up with former gay porn power twink Kevin Shart and runs around in the jungle like the oiled up muscle bound freak that he is. 100%

I can't tell you the number of times I've flicked my bean to that muscly man hunk Chris Hemsworth. God what I would give to chow his hog and gargle his sweet nectar before riding his hammer into the night. Yeehaw! I'm Loki obsessed. Merry Christmas ya filthy animals.