Venom might as well have been titled Tom Hardy, because he’s basically the only reason to see it.
Write All Nite’s coverage of Tom Hardy’s career continues with:
In a Sundance relationship-drama wannabe, when a parental figure promises not to miss a tyke’s birthday bash, you damn well know they’re missing that party.
How many years has it been since we last saw Johnny Depp’s mug, up on that big screen, unvarnished underneath gobs of Hollywood effects–from practical makeup to CGI spectacle?
In the 7th Post post-Oscars, my true love sent to me: the years of the year.
By this point, you probably know whether you’re a fan of Rowan Atkinson’s shtick.
Here we go again, Second Stage.
Once upon a time, Disney mastered the art of manufacturing fairy tales, mostly for better…but somewhat for worse too.