A superior horror film, Drag Me To Hell, had it's scary and funny moments, but it was the quality of the writing that surprised me. The director, Sam Raimi, is at the top of his game. It would have been perfect if Ellen Page had been available to take the lead.
In contrast, Last Chance Harvey was a disappointment. There was nothing wrong with the concept of pitching ageing Dustin Hoffman with the younger Emma Thomson. I know Hoffman's character was supposed to be gruff, awkward, embarrassing and sad, but why impose this on the audience for so long. His change of character when he meets Thomson is totally implausible. What was such a good idea, in the end left me deflated.
I was expecting the worst when I went to see Terminator: Salvation. Unfortunately for him, but fortunately for us, Christian Bale chose to play John Connor. The far more interesting role is that of Marcus Wright, and Sam Worthington does a pretty good job to salvage this blockbuster, given the limited development of his character that the movie allows. The rest is all just explosions that are loud and repetitive.
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