The early reviews for Machete Kills have largely been unkind.
The big gripe appears to be that Machete Kills is too long, too
repetitive and too superviolent. How many of these critics have seen a Robert
Rodriguez movie before?
It’s a shame there aren’t more movies like Enough Said. It’s a touching (and truly hilarious) comedy with moments of drama about people who are actual adults—people with children and responsibilities and jobs—and not just assholes who work in graphic design.
It’s that time of year between the end of summer and the beginning of the Oscar races when, traditionally, the genuine crap starts hitting the multiplexes. (You’ll also find crap from January to March, and, depending on your point of view, all year.)
I recently had a conversation with another critic about the jarring transition that some actors make from playing high school students to playing adults. For my money, the biggest jump is Jon Cryer playing Duckie in Pretty in Pink (1986) to playing 27-year-old stockbroker Andrew in Hiding Out (1987).
In the ongoing debate of whether sex addiction is a thing the way drug and alcohol addiction is a thing, we get Thanks for Sharing, which is definitely not doing the sex-addiction-is-real advocates any favors.