jcalberta

Shoots low ... and hits it's mark. Yet another Marvel comic book falls off the conveyor belt. This is the substance of modern American film making - a horrific piece of formula garbage. But they just keep shoveling it out - and people keep throwing money at them. Sad.

A depressing essay about a man's Dark (grey) Night of Soul - from which he never emerges. Riddled with mind numbing inconsistencies: 1. Wolves don't attack people - they run away. 2. Though injured and trekking through the snowy wilderness (while being attacked by wolves) none of them fashion themselves a staff or walking stick - which would aid their hike while affording some protection. Hello ??? 3. Our hero falls into a frigid creek and swept along. Yet when he gets out he doesn't freeze to death (???) and doesn't attempt to light a fire - then discards some of his clothing - including his mitts and touque - and treks off into the bush. I can suspend my disbelief only so much. I won't watch this again.