An experience that goes off the rails almost from boarding.
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.
Wanders without focus instead of concentrating on the core story and characters.
Rattles us with an authenticity not often found in films of its era.
A captivating, unrelenting tale that takes no prisoners.
Puts the Asgardian god of thunder on top of the Marvel Universe mountain for the first time.
Like a puzzle where the pieces have the same shape and familiarity but the image that they produce is different.