Four teens with attitude are brought into the magical world of Jumanji to save the land from a curse.
When Spencer the nerd (Alex Wolff), Fridge the jock (Ser’Darius Blain), Bethany the self-centered (Madison Iseman), and Martha the aloof (Morgan Turner) are sent to the school’s basement for detention, they unwittingly open a portal into another world through a video game console.
Transported to the world of Jumanji, the four teens inhabit avatars in direct contrast to the real-world selves. Spencer, sickly and scared, becomes the muscle-bound explorer Dr. Smolder Bravestone (Dwayne Johnson). Fridge enters the game as the zoologist Franklin “Mouse” Finbar (Kevin Hart), a diminutive researcher who acts as Bravestone’s sidekick and weapon holder. Bethany and Martha become Professor Sheldon Oberon (Jack Black) and Ruby Roundhouse (Karen Gillan), respectively. Where the former is now a portly man whose role is the group’s cartographer, the latter becomes the team’s hand-to-hand specialist and bombshell.
Making a Star Wars film must be one of the most daunting things in Hollywood, even while fans cry, “More, more, more!” with their wallets held wide open.
Disney paid George Lucas billions for the chance, and they’ve gone ham mining the Star Wars legacy for more cartoons, comic books, merchandise, anthology movies, and core trilogy films.
And in the thick of things, the company tries to corral a wary fanbase worried about the House of Mouse damaging a beloved legacy filled with lore and characters that are to American culture what air is to breathing.
It’s my opinion that no one, at this point, can create a movie in the series without inviting the wrath of fans. Not even the legendary Steven Spielberg himself could create a continuation film that would satisfy the masses and keep the vitriol from spreading to his Twitter feed.
Marvel has Earth’s Mightiest Heroes in the Avengers, but DC has the Trinity — arguably, the three most important and popular comic book heroes in comic book history.
Superman (Henry Cavill), Batman (Ben Affleck), and Wonder Woman (Gal Gadot) — who made an appearance in Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice join forces with Flash (Ezra Miller), Aquaman (Jason Momoa), and Cyborg (Ray Fisher) to fight cosmic invaders in an action-packed but fluffy movie that tries to shoulder the momentum of this year’s breakout Wonder Woman film.
With Superman dead and the world in turmoil over losing its brightest beacon of hope, fear has risen to new heights. With no protector to keep alien forces at bay, the powerful Mother Boxes awaken and call outside forces to come and claim them.
Hoping to unite the boxes into one construct that will redesign Earth into a fiery landscape more fitting for his kind, the alien Steppenwolf assaults Themyscira and Atlantis and takes the boxes.
Thor Odinson (Chris Hemsworth) tries to stop the end of the world in Thor: Ragnarok, a conflicted mess of a film that showcases some of the best that Marvel Studios has to offer along with some of their cringiest.
If you’ve seen the trailers, you have the main gist of it all — Hela (Cate Blanchett), the goddess of death, has come to take her place on the throne of Asgard after Odin’s death releases her from the prison his life-force created.
As Odin’s firstborn, she is the strongest of his children, and she makes her mark within moments by destroying Mjolnir and sending Thor and Loki (Tom Hiddleston) into retreat. As the brothers attempt to teleport back to their homeworld with the help of the Bifröst Bridge, Hela follows them and send them off course.
Hela appears in Asgard, where her claim to the throne hits deaf ears — that’s what happens when an entire era’s history is wiped away or covered up. Viewed as an invading force, Asgard’s army tries to hold her at bay but fails miserably.
It only took 35 years for Hollywood to create a sequel to Ridley Scott’s Blade Runner — a critical and commercial failure at launch that eventually turned into one of the most influential culture pieces this side of the 20th century.
Not that we asked for a continuation or a reboot — we all know know how those have turned out. Look at what’s happened to the Alien franchise. See Alien: Covenant review here.
When it was first announced, I had my reservations. Blade Runner is one of my most favorite movies. And while I was resigned to accept the notion that no sequel — spiritual or otherwise — would be as good as the first, news of Denis Villeneuve being attached to direct gave me hope that it could come close.