Dylan has written 22 reviews for films rated ★★½ during 2021.

  • Fiend Without a Face

    Fiend Without a Face


    Mad respect for slipping in a spooky cemetery complete with jagged tombstones and ominous backlighting into the middle of this atomic age creature feature, not so much for everything else. The invisible monster concept is genius in theory, but the execution is almost nonexistent here, putting the bulk of the work into dry exposition scenes instead of sound design or creatively obscuring the creature. When those stop motion googas do start skittering around in the final fifteen minutes though, it’s b-movie bliss.

  • Cursed



    Should’ve been an easy home run for everyone involved, but the pieces salvaged from studio and sexual predator interference still manage to fit snugly together to make a cohesive piece of teen chiller fluff. That final werewolf reveal is pretty choice too and really shows Craven’s eye for spotlighting relatively unknown supporting actors before they hit sacred character actor status.

  • My Son

    My Son


    Kind of skeptical about McAvoy being 100% off the cuff, the guy had to have been given some direction or background on the scene to keep everything running smooth, but script or no script it doesn’t really matter when either way he makes it look effortless. The real problems come towards the end when the desire for naturalism become incongruous with the necessities of an expansive thriller; scenes requiring a bit more choreography and scope don’t really lend themselves well to a performance that’s exuding raw emotion. Not at all bad, but it never quite comes together as something other than an intriguing acting showcase.

  • Monster Hunter

    Monster Hunter


    Pretty neat VFX demo reel. Very excited to see where these assets might be used in the future, especially that hyper-realistic anime model of Ron Perlman. Instant comedy gold.

  • Daddy's Home 2

    Daddy's Home 2


    Lithgow is strangely in the pocket here. Bottle that thermostat bit and dump the rest.

  • The Boss Baby: Family Business

    The Boss Baby: Family Business


    Unforgivable sin to recast Tobey Maguire, especially on the cusp of his resurgence.

  • The Ice Road

    The Ice Road


    History Channel IP is the future of cinema.

  • 2 Fast 2 Furious

    2 Fast 2 Furious

    People who claim that this franchise has drastically morphed into the absurd since the first few installments conveniently forget the piece of sci-fi weaponry used to disable cars and even the ejector seats! 

    I still don’t get the critical reappraisal going on now for this movie, it feels too at odds with the souped up Miami Vice episode it wants to be and the ludicrously (eh?) fun cartoon that it actually is to be anything but a complete mess. Not enough Mark Boone Junior either.

  • Tom Clancy's Without Remorse

    Tom Clancy's Without Remorse


    Seems more like an unnecessary experiment to test Michael B Jordan’s bankability as a leading man than anything else; a pretty languid thriller that somehow also feels primed to air in a slot on TNT before a basketball game. Cold War scheming and murky action sequences are just more bearable in 15 minute chunks punctuated by Carl’s Jr. ads than they are in one long block.

  • The Woman in the Window

    The Woman in the Window


    Succeeds mostly when graded on the algorithmically charged sliding scale of forgettable Netflix originals; I'll happily take ten women in windows over a single thing neither seen or heard. There's enough of an attempt to be a more probing update of Rear Window that will hold your interest, but it feels as though whatever examination of the triggers and effects of isolation has been chopped and screwed to be more digestible for the average Netflix viewer that won't think about the movie a second time after viewing. But still...sliding scale, so even a defanged De Palma has a little bite. 


  • Two Distant Strangers

    Two Distant Strangers


    Incredibly exploitative in a way that almost washes all of its good intentions away, but that narrative device is so effective at conveying all the frustration and helplessness that has boiled over recently that it almost warrants a watch.

  • Mortal Kombat

    Mortal Kombat


    A wonderfully corrosive sugar high if you’re willing to stoop down to its level and play ball with the thinnest plots and characters. Any sense of logic is completely shredded in service of beatdowns straight out of the R-rated Power Rangers movie that never was. Feels like a lost guilty pleasure right out of the 2000s.