Mortal Kombat II
Makes good on its grisly promise whenever its meat-puppet protagonists stop talking and start pummeling each other.
Makes good on its grisly promise whenever its meat-puppet protagonists stop talking and start pummeling each other.
This “Lord of the Flies” reminds us that perhaps there isn’t that much difference between beasts and little boys after all.
A movie that seems to have been made to entertain children without disturbing them, which surely wasn’t George Orwell’s point.
Prefers to spend two hours rehashing elements that even newbies to shark-based cinema will find devoid of any real inspiration.