Review: ‘Total Recall’ Has Less Personality Than Carboard
Well, this seems…familiar.
Well, this seems…familiar.
Aw yeah.
…And comes back with a vengeance. As my twelve dedicated readers have surely noticed—I’ll be heart-broken if you haven’t—Rooster Illusion has been absent for the past two weeks. Yeah, I thought something seemed different. I assumed it was your hair. Well, to answer those of you more observant than Disembodied Voice, my unannounced two-week absence…
Before I start the review, I’m going to take a moment to talk about the massacre in Colorado. Better, wiser people than I have said better, wiser things than I’m going to say. But bear with me. It’s a terrible, terrible thing that happened. I can’t fathom what the victims and their families are going…
This week, James puts his movie opinions in your ears instead of your eyes. Because Writer’s Block, like karma, is a bitch.
A mini review, what’s that? It’s something new I’m trying out, where I just give you the bare bones of a review. Usually when I don’t have much to say about a movie. Sounds cool. Hook me up, bro. I don’t think you can pull that off. Your shorts aren’t pastel enough.
Sorry this thing is a day late. I, along with thousands of other people, lost power after a huge thunderstorm hit the DC area. Imagine my horror when I realized that this cost me not only my air conditioning, but the internet as well. Talk about adding insult to injury. First world problems. Gotta love…