[Ivan] Reitman without Bill Murray is like Superman at a Kryptonite convention: His powers are useless and the results (My Super Ex-Girlfriend, Evolution, Legal Eagles) often dire.
It’s sort of like the movie Sophie’s Choice, which you won’t be able to watch if you pick the streaming-only plan.
To be any flimsier, Larry Crowne would have to be projected on Kleenex.
Knowing that Angelfire and Lycos still exist in some form is like hearing that somewhere out there Matthew Perry and Lisa Kudrow are still putting on new “episodes” of Friends for anniversary parties and bar mitzvahs.
I have a quaint notion that one of the purposes of editing is to make it clear why one shot follows another, or why several shots occur in the order that they do.
Me: “Why are there only white people in this movie?”
Friend: “The white people are metaphors for black people.”