Two Weeks Notice (2002)

STORY – 0
DIRECTOR – 0
ACTOR – 1
MUSIC – 0
CULT – 0

 

VERDICT – 1/5

 
PROS –
N/A

 

CONS –
1) It’s a Nora Ephron movie not directed by Nora Ephron. A rom-com with a great cast but without any soul.
2) Hugh Grant playing the rich man-child character for the zillionth time.

 
QUOTE –
Tony: All men are pawns when it comes to women.

Bird Box (2018)

STORY – 0
DIRECTOR – 1
ACTOR – 1
MUSIC – 0
CULT – 0

VERDICT – 2/5

 

PROS –
1) Sandra Bullock as Malorie Hayes – a one-woman show.

 

CONS –
1) A story full of loopholes. The core supernatural phenomenon is never explained.
2) The post-apocalyptic drama follows the routine of a typical zombie movie. Only the element of blind-folds is new.
3) John Malkovich – talent wasted
4) The entire blind-folded river journey with two kids is implausible.

 

QUOTE –
“Douglas: All of us, collectively, are making the end of the world … great again!”

Miss Congeniality (2000)

STORY – 0
DIRECTOR – 1
ACTOR – 1
MUSIC – 0
CULT – 0

Verdict – 2/5

Pros –
1) Fun and entertaining one-time watch buddy-cop movie.
2) Michael Caine as Victor delivered best lines.

 

Cons –
1) Mediocre antagonist with an ordinary primary motive
2) Predictable plot.No reasons to hate this movie and also no reasons to like.

 

Quote –
Victor Melling: They had their Southern belles, their Midwestern farmers’ daughters, spunky western cowgirls, and I have… Dirty Harriet!

The Heat (2013)

The Heat

STORY – 0
DIRECTOR – 1
ACTOR – 1
MUSIC – 0
CULT – 1

Verdict – 3/5

Pros –
1) Melissa McCarthy – One woman show!
2) Sandra Bullock’s cat running gag.

 

Cons –
1) Simon Larkin’s plot – damp squib

 

Quote –
Mullins: My fear is that I’m gonna put you in a bikini and you’ll still look like a fucking bank teller.

Demolition Man (1993)

Demolition Man

STORY – 1
DIRECTOR – 0
ACTORS – 0
MUSIC – 0
CULT – 1

 

Verdict – 2/5

Pros – Wesley Snipes as Simon Phoenix
Cons – Poor Direction

 

QuoteYou see, according to Cocteau’s plan… I’m the enemy, ’cause I like to think; I like to read. I’m into freedom of speech and freedom of choice. I’m the kind of guy likes who likes to sit in a greasy spoon and wonder – “Gee, should I have the T-bone steak or the jumbo rack of barbecued ribs with the side order of gravy fries?” I want high cholesterol. I wanna eat bacon and butter and BUCKETS of cheese, okay? I want to smoke a Cuban cigar the size of Cincinnati in the non-smoking section. I want to run through the streets naked with green Jell-O all over my body reading Playboy magazine. Why? Because I suddenly might feel the need to, okay, pal? I’ve SEEN the future. Do you know what it is? It’s a 47-year-old virgin sitting around in his beige pajamas, drinking a banana-broccoli shake, singing “I’m an Oscar Meyer Wiener.” You live up top, you live Cocteau’s way: what he wants, when he wants, how he wants. Your other choice: come down here… and maybe starve to death.