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.
James Gandolfini’s last movie makes middle-aged dating look … exactly as difficult as it really is.
In the tumultuous ’60s, an ex-con shock jock steps forward to speak the people’s language and “keep it real” on the airwaves of Washington, D.C.
UPDATED REVIEW: Sixty-nine levels of slam-bang slaughter and sex. Wasn’t this franchise supposed to be about stealing cars?
Another chapter of insidious disputes with deleterious demons. Didn’t we already read about this in Chapter 1?
A rancid remake of the 1986 Rutger Hauer kill-’em-all splatterfest. ‘Never pick up a stranger’ is the tagline for that film and this one. Instead it should be, ‘Never buy a ticket.’
Scouting for the major leagues is a complicated science of facts and feelings. Being a dad is sorta that way too. Old Gus is great at the former, but the latter still gives him trouble.
Is this Puss just a boot-marked Shrek prequel? Or is it a tabby of another color?
Tom Cruise is back for the third time with fiery ferocity, attempting the most impossible mission ever—cheating death itself.
This armless, legless superstar—with his independently floating hands and feet, and roto-prop mop of hair—is now something of a legend, it would seem.
Icy winds blow and menacing, marauding insectoid aliens encroach once more on the planet E.D.N. III. But there’s more than sci-fi gunplay at the heart of this Lost Planet.
UPDATED REVIEW: Over a quarter century old and still running like a kid right out of college, Madden lets loose a big cheer for the DEFENSE in its 2015 edition.
So in the end it’s simply a question of who’s been grotesquely impaled and bleeding out on the floor, who’s doing the grotesque impaling … and who’s finding any of those grotesqueries entertaining.
You know about Bruce Lee. Now meet the man who trained him in this Chinese kung fu showcase that might actually be more cinematic opera than chopsocky smackdown.
