Iron Man 3

The suit Mark 42 settles in to watch The Avengers on Blu-Ray.

Back when I was reviewing Iron Man 2, I talked about sequels and their outrageous expensiveness. Well, this time around, having seen how popular the last Iron Man flick was, the studio raised the budget and, apparently, told the scriptwriters and the director to go wild with the effects, and gave them full permission to break anything they liked as long as it was dramatic.

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Lawless

Guy Pearce looking frighteningly perfectly groomed.

A while back, a family in Virginia was looking through some old papers and found some newspaper articles from the 1930’s that mentioned some relatives of theirs — namely, the Bondurant brothers, Forrest, Howard, and Jack. The family knew they must have made and sold a little moonshine, since back then in Franklin County, where they lived, everyone made and sold a little moonshine. That’s just what people did. I think half the people within a hundred-mile radius must have died of something alcohol-related, or they wouldn’t all have been able to stay in business.

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Prometheus

David holds a holographic Earth.

A long time ago, not in a galaxy far, far away but in a cave on the Isle of Skye, Scotland, someone created a bunch of cave paintings featuring an image of someone pointing up at a pattern of stars in the sky. Or possibly it’s an image of someone juggling very badly. It’s hard to say. This happened 35,000 years ago, according to Noomi Rapace of the last Sherlock Holmes debacle, who here plays Dr. Elizabeth Shaw. This, as she and her cohort in science Dr.
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Lockout

Guy Pearce wonders if he has time to slap his agent for getting him this role.

I don’t usually notice a lot of the behind the scenes names, I have to admit. There are the big ones, of course, that lots of people notice, like Martin Scorsese and Steven Spielberg, but for the most part I have a hard time keeping track. This is perhaps a side effect of being an utterly untrained sort of movie critic. But I do remember the name Luc Besson, the writer-producer who came up with the idea for this flick.

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