Jackie Chan and Owen Wilson play off of each other incredibly well in this Western comedy that's incredibly funny without being obnoxious whilst also boasting all the eye-catching cinematography you'd expect from a movie of this genre and all the really fun improv-based "my God, what does he eat?" fight choreography you'd expect from a film starring the former in his prime making Shanghai Noon a classic entry in Chan's filmography even if the plot and, to a lesser extent, his dynamic with Wilson, come off as basically "Rush Hour with cowboys".
I consider this sequel to be better than its predecessor. Not by much, it's still cheesy and undoes Emilio Estevez's character development to rehash his arc from the first film for the sake of sending a message against being a corporate sell-out but I found D2 to be more enjoyable than the first film. The children are actually properly fleshed out and given personalities rather than just being three kids whilst the others exist, I actually laughed at some of the jokes, the pacing is faster and more smooth and the hockey sequences are directed better this time around. I actually want the kids to win and I understand that the Icelandic team aren't to be trifled with, despite their coach acting like a cartoon villain so that the target audience knows whom to boo. Though some of the stuff that happens had me crying foul in these sequences and not necessarily whenever Charlie Sheen's brother complains about it. The Mighty Ducks was a fine sports comedy for what it was but I think the sequel will stick with me more.
Just as silly and unashamedly cheesy as its predecessor, Batman vs. Two-Face is a fitting throwback to the '60s show that pays just as much homage to its source material as Return of the Caped Crusaders (and there's a scene which was drawn in a way that it seems to be referencing an iconic Batman meme) even with a slightly darker tone with William Shatner doing a really good job with a '60s interpretation of the titular antagonist. All in all, I'd say that this movie is more on par with its predecessor, rather than superior or inferior but it's still fun and serves as a worthy swan song for Adam West. Rest well, Bright Knight.
Failing to do much to set itself apart from E.T., Monster Trucks has likable characters and Cyclops' brother from the X-Men prequels does bring some charisma to the lead role but jokes that fail to stick the landing, a predictable plot, boring action sequences and monsters with bland designs and uninteresting animation (which is a really bad thing considering that this was from the director of Ice Age) make it easy to see why this movie was sent to the dreaded month of January to die. Oh well, at least the kiddies will shut up for the next 100 minutes.
While it's rather slow-paced and lengthy and your mileage will DEFINITELY vary on the ending, the gorgeous cinematography, strong performances, creepy moments and subtly, yet effectively lingering sense of dread make Midsommar another textbook example of solid artsy horror...that, in some respects, I even found to be better than the director's last movie Hereditary.