You people are insane! You’re wasting your lives making shit! Nobody cares! These movies are terrible!
Purists could probably spend a lively weekend detailing the factual errors found in Tim Burton’s comic biopic of 1950s schlockmeister Edward D. Wood, Jr., but these killjoys would be completely missing the point of this affect tribute to those perpetual outsiders whose dreams far outstrip their talent.
I don’t need to be lectured by you. I was out saving the galaxy when your grandfather was in diapers.
Even though Star Trek VI: The Undiscovered Country effectively passed the torch to the Next Generation cast, the powers that be at Paramount apparently decided that the torch needed even more passing. My guess is that Rick Berman lacked the faith that the new cast could carry a film franchise without an assist from the original show. Whether that position has any merit is debatable, but the end result was Star Trek: Generations, whose merit is equally debatable.
Nothing counts so much as blood. The rest are just strangers.
The last time director Lawrence Kasdan and Kevin Costner teamed up for a western it was 1985’s sunny and retro Silverado, a movie that was as much an homage to the traditional western as anything else. Their second teaming, Wyatt Earp, is a complete 180-degree turn from the first. Billed as a serious examination of the life of the famous and controversial lawman, Wyatt Earp takes a long time to win our hearts and then overstays its welcome.
