Farewell, Mr. Dotrice.
For so many of us who are starving in the cinematic famine that has eviscerated Hollywood over the last decade…
You may place your complete film trust in the Planet of the Apes Trilogy.
This trilogy is capped by War for the Planet of the Apes.
This film, like the two before it, remind us great filmmakers are still out there doing astonishing work.
Isn’t it amazing how professionals in a given industry who work alongside career sexual predators always claim ‘I didn’t know!’ when those abusers are exposed.
So are we to believe all the people around the world who seem to be aware of those same rumors and allegations must be super-powerful telepaths?
This is nothing more than famous people justifying their indifference towards the anguish of others in order to preserve their film careers.
Yes, you all knew — and did nothing… as usual.
It really is that simple.
Selfishness is not a complex motive.
Even the ones you painted gold and still mistake as fashion.
Aside from the fact they stole the idea for a black female lead in a science fiction show with short black haired named Michael from me…
There is very little redeeming about Star Trek Discovery.
Ah, the memories!