Ben Stiller reprises his role as a former model in a throwaway but amusing sequel
Terrorvision : Ill wishes
Earnest enough fellows, [a]Terrorvision[/a]; probably lovely to their mams, too. But heavy rockers? Pah!
Take this, single number 19 from their 'Shaving Peaches' album, if you will. It's absolute bobbins and it sounds like Slade The Bloody Leveller from New Model Army doing Brett Anderson karaoke with lyrics that make Noel Gallagher's drunken grunting sound like Marcel Proust's A La Recherche Du Temps Perdu. That they've compounded this lameness by shovelling two monumentally unimpressive remixes on the end on the infinitesimally small chance
that they might have another 'Tequila' on their hands makes them seem like desperate
money-grubbing cynics or intellectually bankrupt dorks.
Nice lads, though.
It’s not quite the superhero film revolution we were promised, but it sure as hell is entertaining
Zachary Cole Smith has overcome a multitude of problems to make this intensely powerful album
Just as ridiculous as the 1991 original, but in all the wrong ways
The 'Oscar-bait' drama fails to fully translate the emotional weight from page to screen