After spending more than two decades touring, directing, writing and producing for Christian theater and radio (most recently for Adventures in Odyssey, which he still contributes to), Bob joined the Plugged In staff to help us focus more heavily on video games. He is also one of our primary movie reviewers.
Mindless boomery and villainous cartoonery? G.I. Joe returns to the big screen, with Dwayne Johnson and Bruce Willis lending their brawn to the boom this time around.
Love, loss and … zoo animals. This quirky drama looks at grief and healing with an earnest sentimentality—not in the goofy way the zebra posters make you think.
A tale of Pinkerton detecting aided by dimension-hopping superpowers taking place in a cloud-floating city in 1912. This isn’t your average shooter. Or shocker.
Mario’s younger brother may be a little jittery around ghouls. But there’s a ghostbusting hero underneath that green hat and bushy mustache just waiting to save the day.
The next big-money blend of comics, video games and moviemaking is now roaring into theaters. And moviegoers are going to end up under the wheels of this one.
A floundering sports writer stumbles upon a homeless guy who claims to be a former heavyweight boxer. The story is a career-maker. If it’s true.
On the verge of gaining a championship trophy, pro football’s No. 1 superstar receives a prize he never knew he earned. An 8-year-old daughter.
AMC’s hit TV show shambles over into video game territory … and promptly dies a horrible death.
And you thought that the tale was told. That the guns had gone silent. That the gears had ground to a halt.
You superheroes can stay home and play with your blocks—there’s a new supercop in town, and he’s hitting the LEGO streets in this latest plastic-plying adventure!
The deck of cards are worn and bent, the magician’s jacket is pulling at the seams. And the comical hocus-pocus? Let’s just say the foredesigned funny flimflam falls flat.
A promising student and athlete, handicapped in a tragic accident, finds himself swept up in a debauchery-drenched scheme to rob the bank where he works as a night janitor.
Another God of War, another gruesome massacre of fantastical critters and small “g” gods. What? You were expecting flowers and puppies?
This is not your grandma’s Wizard of Oz! That’s the refrain being sung about this non-musical reimagining. But could there possibly be more to this one than there is to that one? And is that more most obvious in good ways … or bad?
