In my review for Bridge of Spies, I talked about how at a certain point, the filmmakers we revere as visionaries, tend to devolve into embarrassing caricatures of their past selves. As much as that might be true for people...
As a kid, I was very much enamoured by 3D movies. I got giddy at the idea of reaching my hand out to touch the T-Rex whose teeth would appear above my head in the cinema. As I grew older though, I saw 3D as what it was which...