Wednesday, February 23, 2011

The Cinematheque Reviews:
I Am Number Four

Here we go again.  Yet another in what seems an endless succession of teen-oriented franchise movies, all with some sort of supernatural bent, be they sparkling vampires, transforming robot-trucks, Jesus lion-loving precocious children, Olympian teenyboppers or alien runaways.  I suppose this one ain't half bad, all things considered, but when all things are considered, it is probably not all that great either.  In other words, here we go again.

"Oh my God, my hands are glowing.  Is this some sort of puberty metaphor?  That doesn't seem all that cliche, does it?"

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