When Michael Bay wants to play with toys, Brian Goldner brings the toy box.
In the old days like, until yesterday movie studios judged the success of their big pictures by how much they grossed on the opening weekend. But in the age of Twitter, electronic word-of-mouth is immediate, as early moviegoers tweet their opinions on a film to millions of “followers.” Instant messaging can make or break a film within 24 hours.
This weekend the critics acclaimed a new action movie the story of men and robots at war against a group of machines that could destroy part of the planet. That film was The Hurt Locker, about U.S. soldiers defusing bombs in Baghdad.
My son does not own any Transformer dolls. I’m sorry, make that Transformer action figures. But if he did, upon my return from Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen, I would have taken these Hasbro toys outside, placed them under the wheels of the car and driven back and forth across them until they were ground into dust
"Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen" — the most terrible revenge since Montezuma’s — is louder, longer and lamer than the 2007 hit it succeeds. Which is saying a lot. Long story short: The Decepticons are back, fixed on destroying Sam (Shia LaBeouf), Optimus Prime and the Earth, in that order
On Father’s Day weekend, while dads were playing catch with their sons and preparing the backyard barbecue, women rushed to theaters to see a romantic comedy with a female star. The Proposal, with Sandra Bullock as a Canadian publishing exec who must marry her harried male assistant in order to stay in the U.S, whacked the opposition and topped the North American box office.