“You can’t escape, Bob! If the tennis rackets don’t get you, the pool skimmers will!” – Bart Simpson There is a dull but unpleasant feeling to being unexpectedly disappointed by a movie one had hoped to enjoy. This feeling is different depending on the kind of movie: a comedy that fails because the jokes fall flat doesn’t feel the same as a costume drama where the leads are weak or a documentary that mishandles its subject. For a summer popcorn movie where spectacle and fun are expected parts of the package, disappointment feels like a running hunger pang: I expected…
An ongoing ramble by Charlie Sweatpants . .