Body slams every ounce of morality that tries to bloom in its space.
Author Rich Heimlich
I love movies, tech, politics, games and more. I've been writing professionally since 1985 and, thankfully, have worked with some of the best editors in the business. I never planned to be a writer. It just kept happening. I always tell people I don't believe in fate but that fate seems intent on believing in me. I'm also a proud member of the Philadelphia Film Critics Circle.
The ingredients for a first-rate experience are all here until the story unfolds.
It’s equal parts fervently funny, grossly graphic and utterly absurd.
An origin story with no intention of avoiding the inevitable battle sequences.
The entire film feels like it’s stuck in a post-coital coma.
Edgy with a rough-hewn style and the grace of a gorilla ordering a pale Pouilly-Fuissé.
A drawn-out reminder of “the grass is always greener” syndrome.
No film in 2017 surprised me more than this one.
Feels as if del Toro borrowed and updated a campy 1950s sci-fi thriller.
Rattles us with an authenticity not often found in films of its era.