The Tardy Movie Review is an irregular feature here because the Tardy Moviegoer would sooner eat nails than go to the opening week of a film. If I want the back of my seat to be kicked or listen to idiots chatter for two hours in the dark, I’ll take the Red Eye to New York.
Insane.
George Miller’s reboot of his “Mad Max” franchise hits the gas with the opening credits and almost never lets you catch your breath.
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Did you see it?
It was a blip in the news.
After Ireland’s historic vote to legalize same-sex marriage, the Vatican weighed in.
Cardinal Pietro Parolin, a top Vatican official, said the vote was a “defeat for humanity.”
Gosh, that seems a wee extreme.
The Tardy Movie Review is an irregular feature here as The Tardy Moviegoer finds going to theaters second only to flying to be the worst way to spend time with a mob of strangers. He never goes to opening weekends, nor even second weekends, because the glare of a sea of cellphones in a darkened theater is too damn bright. Idiots ruin movies.
“Avengers: Age of Ultron.”
What incredible battle sequences.
What horrible story when the Avengers stopped fighting and started talking.
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Somebody decided to make a statement about this long-abandoned gas station in Somerville.
The more I look at it, the more I am convinced: It is art!
This is the one.
This is the comic book that ruined my life.
“Justice League of America” No. 82, cover dated August 1970.
It changed who I am forever.
It wasn’t my first comic book.
It wasn’t even my first issue of DC’s premier super-team.
Now look at that cover:
Neal Adams’ gorgeous piece of artwork depicts the top members of the Justice League of America – Superman, Batman and the Flash – and their Justice Society of America counterparts.
In case you can’t tell from the visual cues, Superman exclaims in a terrific info dump: “Whatever’s crushing the Justice Society on their Earth — is doing it to us on our world!”
Come on.
How can you not be curious?
Mark Perigard 