![]() The film is for all those painfully postironic teenage boys who don’t want to ogle Megan Fox. Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (2014) When a kingpin threatens New York City, a group of mutated turtle warriors must emerge from the shadows to protect their home. Motion-capture technology doesn’t make the turtles any more believable-that is, if you can see them through the murky cinematography-and when you find yourself aching for more scenes with bad-guy William Fichtner, there’s a serious problem. Mainly, though, this is as generic as Hollywood gets. Exec producer Michael Bay has put his stamp all over the thing, from the tower-snapping action mayhem in Times Square to the fair amount of flirty wisecracking (super awkward coming from the mouths of reptiles). Utterly inessential, this slightly cheap-looking reboot of the Turtles franchise is froth too-it might even be too tame for the kids who make up the target audience. It’s a good thing, then, that one night’s snooping around the docks puts her in contact with our crime-busting “heroes in a half shell,” who quickly take over the movie (relegating Fox to the duty of cowering behind pylons). “A little froth” is what NYC journalism-school grad April (Megan Fox) seems headed for, as her station steers her toward puff pieces.
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