A disillusioned Hollywood actor falls foul of a serial killer. Part existentialist Tinseltown treatise, part straightforward stalker thriller. A passion project made with the writer/director’s starry mates (Goggins, Wahlberg) helping out. Not terrible.
A bank-robbing couple on the run stray onto a psycho’s personal amusement park of murder. Grim though effective retro-horror drawing inspiration from the likes of Hills Have Eyes and Texas Chainsaw Massacre. Much blood in the desert dust ensues.
Vegas, present day. Mismatched burnout cops Cage and Wood plan a heist on a mob-controlled safe house. Smart little black comedy thriller with a focus on character rather than action. Low-key, but worth your while, and with some decent twisty plot work.
Obsessed insomniac stalker, Chris Pratt, condemns Jennifer Lawrence to a slow, boring death on an interstellar cruise ship where everyone else is asleep. As will you be at some point during this film. Andy Garcia pops up with a beard for some reason. 😦
Tom Hanks once again reprises the role of Robert Langdon, and for the life of me I can’t understand why. Nonsensical plot, stupid characters, ridiculous set up. There’s talent here, but I think everyone saw this as a cash grab and they went from there. 😦