Matthew Kessler (rescueme39)

The Prince of Persia video game franchise is one of the best around. The series defines adventure, and its easily one of the most fun games ever made. If the sheer amount of "fun" gets transferred to the big screen well, it could easily be the best adventure film of recent memory.
Hopefully they don't try to take themselves too seriously... and hopefully there's a wall run.

As a horror movie enthusiast and avid watcher, I can honestly say I really enjoyed this "Blair Witch where stuff actually happens" film.
Sadly predictable through forced story plots and foreshadowing (the psychic, the random girl on Google) but fun to watch. The night scenes are filled with perfect atmosphere and dread, loved it.
As someone who watched horror movies casually and doesn't really get scared, I can honestly say - this didn't scare me in the slightest. As for the 200 people I saw it with, well... it terrified them. I think that's why I enjoyed it so much, audience reaction.
I really hope the DVD comes with various audience recorded commentary esque tracks... it was awesome to listen to people scream.

Not only is it witty, funny, serious, and a bit frightening, its also damn near perfect. With that said, let's review some of its dialog: Tyler Durden: [pointing at an emergency instruction manual on a plane] You know why they put oxygen masks on planes? Narrator: So you can breath. Tyler Durden: Oxygen gets you high. In a catastrophic emergency, you're taking giant panicked breaths. Suddenly you become euphoric, docile. You accept your fate. It's all right here. Emergency water landing - 600 miles an hour. Blank faces, calm as Hindu cows. Narrator: That's, um... That's an interesting theory. Narrator: I am Jack's smirking revenge. Tyler Durden: It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything. Richard Chesler: Is that your blood? Narrator: Some of it, yeah. Tyler Durden: You're not your job. You're not how much money you have in the bank. You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You're not your fucking khakis. You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world. Narrator: On a long enough timeline, the survival rate for everyone drops to zero. Narrator: [about the soap] Tyler sold his soap to department stores at $20 a bar. Lord knows what they charged. It was beautiful. We were selling rich women their own fat asses back to them. Narrator: A new car built by my company leaves somewhere traveling at 60 mph. The rear differential locks up. The car crashes and burns with everyone trapped inside. Now, should we initiate a recall? Take the number of vehicles in the field, A, multiply by the probable rate of failure, B, multiply by the average out-of-court settlement, C. A times B times C equals X. If X is less than the cost of a recall, we don't do one. Business woman on plane: Are there a lot of these kinds of accidents? Narrator: You wouldn't believe. Business woman on plane: Which car company do you work for? Narrator: A major one. Tyler Durden: Sticking feathers up your butt does not make you a chicken. Narrator: And then, something happened. I let go. Lost in oblivion. Dark and silent and complete. I found freedom. Losing all hope was freedom. Aaaaaaaalrighty, that's my review for Fight Club. Best. Movie. Ever.

Shaun of the Dead, being my (second) favorite movie, always keeps me entertained no matter how many times I've seen it. If you ask me, that's what makes this movie so great. A good story, actors who love the script, original directing (sequences like when Shaun is making breakfast are amazing... and that would never have been said prior) and o yeah, zombies, made this probably the most memorable movie I've ever seen.