 Lara Croft: Tomb Raider (2001) So much so that I was completely numb to it from start to finish—so overwhelmingly bombarded by all the two-fisted, high-flyin' action that I just didn't care. Then again, I was pretty goddamn drunk. Ah, I'll cut it some slack … it's a souped-up Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark with bountiful girl power and it's certainly engaging on a visual level. Plus, it's nice to see that Noah Taylor (from Flirting) has managed to find a fat Hollywood paycheck. I can't say I was blown away, despite the filmmakers' absolute insistence that I be so for 100% of the running time, but maybe the thing is a lot more incredible when you're not thoroughly tanked. I mean, Angelina Jolie could have showed up at my place halfway through to give me a massage-with-release and I still would have only been like "Hm."
Review by Tommy Snide |