What a crap year for summer movies. Last night I was considering going to my local cineplex to see what Hollywood had to offer, and there was seriously nothing worth the cost of entry.
Here is what was playing:
Get Him to the Greek: Jonah Hill annoys me and my jury is still out on Russell Brand.
Knight and Day: I have actually considered seeing this, because it includes a chase scene through Boston, but reviews have been bad.
The A-Team: I seem to remember the A-Team riding around in a van. Ads for this movie had them jumping out of airplanes into helicopters. Haven’t you warped my childhood enough, Hollywood?
The Last Airbender: Time to hang it up, M. Night.
Twilight: Eclipse: One of these days I am probably going to break down and get into Twighlight. But not today. Not today!!!
Toy Story 3: I’ve actually heard good things about this, but I still haven’t seen Toy Story 2, so …
Grown Ups: This will be my hell.
Splice: While I do heart Adrien Brody, I don’t heart craptastic horror.
The Karate Kid: See my feelings on The A-Team.
I saw this coming, of course. Back in May, I read a summer movie preview and realized there was almost nothing I wanted to see. But I’m still a bit slack jawed at the festering garbage dump that is this year’s summer season. I saw an art house flick called Winter’s Bone that was pretty good, but in typical art house fashion it’s a small movie and a total downer. I like my summer movies to be big and loud but also entertaining and inventive. Most of these movies go the “big” and “loud” parts right, but little else.