
I’m not sure I’ve seen a larger waste of a good opening than Mortal Kombat.
I’m not sure I’ve seen a larger waste of a good opening than Mortal Kombat.
A fun, stupid, winking romp that elevates a bit above parodic vapidness by hooking into the metaphorical power of more than a few of its colorful cast of characters.
Everything dies, but nothing is dead if we remember it.
There will never be another movie, Godzilla-specific or otherwise, quite like 1954’s Gojira.