NY Timeout: An us-versus-them ass-kicker that turns on kookily contrived Russkie-bashing? Is it 1985 again? Spies we could believe, but assassins? Apparently, several of our hammer-and-sickle comrades have been training a cadre of sleeper agents (number one was some guy named Lee Harvey Oswald) who’ve been planted stateside to pass as American until “Day X.” That’s when the agents go into action, Presidents are assassinated and a new global superpower is born.
Final Destination is a reminder of our mortality.
‘It Follows’ still lurks.
The Parenting Review: It starts off as a fun horror-comedy with a great cast, but loses its charm halfway through. The laughs fade, the scares feel predictable, and by the end, it’s just another forgettable haunted house story.
