It doesn't matter a jolt that these two fights are attached with a pretty
bland story about a vengeful anti-hero on a vendetta, a damsel in distress popping up along the way.
...», the launch - pad of all good sci - fi stories, and very quickly devolves into
a bland story about a nondescript khaki - wearing guy who learns to care about the less - fortunate.
Not exact matches
I had interviewed
Bland in the months after the attacks on September 11, 2001, as part of an extended road trip / writing project
about Americans and their
stories.
If you're a longtime reader of the Marvel series, you'll likely laugh at Reynolds» portrayal of Deadpool, you'll dig Will.i.am's Wraith, and you'll already know enough
about Logan / Wolverine's back - and - front
story to wonder how on earth an X-Men film could be so...
bland.
If the visual side of the project is all that one would expect from Pixar, the musical aspect is disappointing: There are simply fewer numbers here than you might want from a
story about a boy who longs to sing, and the theme song, Remember Me, is
bland.
It has a
story that I struggled to care
about (complete with massive expository dumps — yay), a
bland protagonist, and overtly repetitive and constraining missions that worked against its open world sensibilities.
What it said
about Japan being a World War 2 victim was nothing but lies, the characters are
bland, and the
story is unengaging.
While there are moments that do evoke some good - natured hilarity, the plot is too much of a contrivance, a
bland and derivative device that might be important to push a
story along, but becomes too dull to care
about whenever the film has to deal with.
Yakin is no stranger to tales of crime, exploiting his talent in developing a
story about a 14 - year - old with intimate knowledge of a small gang of gun smugglers, pursued not only by men who would like to see him dead but by a person he considered a pal who thinks twice and three times before shooting the otherwise
bland lad.
Some see this version of the
story as a psychological thriller
about an aging spy in a changing world (and some find Brandauer's Largo to be complex and sensitive; I merely find him
bland and tiresome), but there's really nothing to the damned thing beyond a dusty, misguided nostalgia attempting to resurrect Connery's glory days.
Speaking of
bland, this
story is
about as fundamental as they come.
All I can say
about the
story is that it wanted to be deep but turned out very
bland and felt kind of nationalistic as well.
It's a short,
bland affair shot through with an uninteresting
story — which seems bizarre when you consider it's
about missing nukes and marines searching for terrorists in the Middle East.
You don't care
about the game, because it's only been 15 minutes and the
story is
bland as white wallpaper.
Take, for example, the
story that broke in July 2015
about the traffic stop involving Sandra
Bland and her subsequent death in a Texas jail cell.