Todd Terwilliger

Friday night I met up at midtown with ex-coworker Chris and his girlfriend to go see the Liam Neeson flick, Taken. It was Man on Fire “light”, the diet version of that darker, more extreme film.

By now, there is no dark forbidden trench of the universe that is not aware that Christian Bale went on a tirade on the set of the new Terminator film. Indeed, given the penetration of the internet into every fold and fiber of our every organ, it is impossible that we would not know, as soon as it happened, perhaps even before it happened. Time and space are trifles compared to the power of judgmentalism.

Underworld: Rise of the Lycans is the movie Underworld 2 should have been. That’s not to say that it isn’t a very flawed experience (it is), but it’s not the train-wreck-with-no-survivors that the other film was. For what it was, a b-movie fantasy flick, I enjoyed it.