This week, we talk about our favor one-liners, whether they’re cornball, obscure, or all the above. We also drink some delicious Charbono from the Robert Foley Winery.
After suffering through several courses of limp, brainless summer blockbusters, Late Night is a welcome sorbet.
It has much of the same flavor, just with different actors and accents. What’s missing is the freshness and invention that made the very first installment so irresistibly fun.
Ma turns out to be a mildly-diverting thriller, a base hit that could’ve cleared the fences.
As it is, Dark Phoenix feels like a bland, listless finale to a host of iconic truly iconic characters.
On this week’s Cinemavino, we take a look at the worst movies we’ve ever paid to endure. We also drink some delicious Red Zinfandel from Bedrock Winery.
As it is, this Godzilla sets a new standard for being epically underwhelming.
Brightburn has some sturdy performances and a few scares, but mostly this is a paper airplane that spends 90 minutes flittering slowly to the ground.
Rocketman depicts a star who seemed destined to burn bright and brief, only to defy the odds and endure for the ages.
For this episode, we discuss Godzilla: King of the Monsters, monster movies in general, and our general fascination with disaster movies.
