I got pretty complacent with this year’s quality. And then along came Jojo Rabbit, to slap me in the face and remind me that the majority of movies this year have been crap.
Stop trying to explain time travel. I’ll just ask you more questions.
I keep calling Tom Middleditch, “Tom Hiddleditch.”
One day, I’ll get drunk and watch Pearl Harbor and Midway back-to-back.
As brief as his role is, my boy Roose gets to sing in this one. I think. Or at least that’s what I told myself.
While I hope not all television series come back with an unnecessary movie, I do believe we needed this one.
This absolutely cracks into my top 5 of the year and I’d be sorely disappointed if Phoenix wasn’t recognized for his efforts.
It’s a watered-down, Bohemian Rhapsody-ied La Vie en Rose.
It’s such a joy to find something that hits you in all the right spots and to realize how it’s affecting you, isn’t it?
Basically: It’s not a bad movie, but damn- that trailer is misleading.