Every second of this was beautiful.
This was a bit weak, but it shows potential, especially the last two episodes. It's not as good as season one of Futurama, but better than, say, season one of the Simpsons. I'm not going to wholeheartedly recommend this, but I'll definitely watch season two.
Fun. Especially the visuals and Jennifer Jason Leigh's fast-talking reporter.
Also the first Coen Brothers film to be a long tribute to a mostly-forgotten era of pop culture, which is mostly a good thing, although those movies seem to be the ones that polarize the fans the most. I'm a movie buff, but I'm guessing more than half the references went over my head. With this category of Coen film, it's best not to expect much, and just sit back and enjoy the spectacle.
As much as I enjoyed this, it was probably the right call to make this the last season. Seasons 3-6 where perfect and so was most of this one, but weaker filler episodes started creeping in. Still, it was a lot more good than bad, and I really loved the final episode.
Underneath the quirkiness and humour and beautiful scenery, there's a heart-breaking story about parenthood, responsibility, and substance abuse. I love it and I wish I'd never seen it. Taika Waititi is the greatest filmmaker of the decade.
An over-the-top combination of violent slapstick and the most miserable of British humour.
It takes a handful of sturdy, reliable sitcom tropes and twists them into near-unrecognizability. The entire cast is brilliant, the writing is excellent, and Roisin Conaty's blind enthusiasm brilliantly offsets the rest of the show. Even with a rocky first episode, I couldn't recommend this strongly enough.
What an amazing and beautiful cast this was.
This has my vote for worst James Bond movie. Even a silly movie like Moonraker has its charms and some good action sequences.
James Bond is completely out-of-place in a blaxploitation film. Roger Moore is bland and obnoxious; he was never the best Bond, but he's a lot more watchable in any other Bond film. Every scene is flat and tiresome and misses the mark. In the dramatic climax, the main villain gets blown up like a balloon (pictured).
In the very last scene, we find out the moral of the story is that Voodoo is real, even though Voodoo was only tangential to the plot. It's like if Godfather ended with Michael turning to the camera and saying, "I guess what we've all learned in these last few months is that oranges are delicious".