Reserved Seating Presents The Bomb Squad: JOHN CARTER

 by Adam Riske and Rob DiCristino

The review duo who know men are from Mars and women are from Venus.

Redboxing: THE BAD BATCH & AMERICAN ASSASSIN

by Rob DiCristino

Don’t make your year-end lists without checking the big red box!

Review: Battleship (Alex's Take)

I think what we’ve got with Peter Berg’s Battleship is a prototypical example of the differences that arise between filmmaking and film marketing.

Review: John Carter (Erich's Take)

Going to the movies is like watching a magic show. We agree to suspend our disbelief for a couple of hours, and in return we expect to see something amazing. Whether that something is a levitating handkerchief or a full-scale alien invasion, we don't care that it isn't real as long as the performer keeps us enthralled. Unfortunately, this delicate spell is easily broken. Ask anyone who has ever been stuck near a group of rowdy teenagers in a crowded theater, or so far to the left of the stage that they can see the magician's secret pocket. Poof! A willing entrant to the land of magical wonders has been transformed into a grumpy non-believer, wondering if it's possible to get his money back.