It immediately reminds us of Goodfellas, and the comparison does this film no favors.
Outrageously complex to the point where we feel like it’s chasing its own tail.
Boasts just a few great scenes and mostly plods along from one memorable moment to another like a zombie looking for its next meal.
Gemini Man’s central gimmick and familiar plot come off more as Photoshop Man than a compelling drama.
Details the mental decline of a social pariah who eventually develops a new identity to cope with his pain.
Zellweger inhabits Garland so fully that we quickly forget that there’s just an actor behind the makeup.
Returning director Andy Muschietti draws every ounce of stress out of every nail-biting sequence.
Picks itself up from a trash heap of clichés and ill-conceived casting to overcome its flawed foundation.
There’s just one major problem with the whole affair: it’s morbid.
Mixes high school romance and ho-hum heroics for a movie that’s still fun but leaves you wanting something better.
A summer feel-good romantic comedy that reminds you that love and music are essential to life every day.