When it comes to murder mysteries, I haven’t run into many that I’ve overall liked in the last few years, most falling into the category of one and done viewings. Thank God for Rian Johnson using his writing and directorial talents to Knives Out, a silly, stabby, brilliant whodunit.
2017’s It (or It: Chapter One) was a scary but surprise hit as Stephen King’s 1200-page horror novel was adapted for the big screen. Stellar performances from a young cast of child actors, an old-school feeling as a loss of innocence film at its core, with King’s fear, mortality and survivalist themes, helped make it the highest-grossing horror film of all time. So a sequel was all but planned, especially considering only half of Stephen King’s novel was adapted.
It: Chapter Two is exactly more (and more) of the same of what made its predecessor popular: mad clowns, bad drains, and buckets of blood. If only this worked better with the two-hour-and 45 minute runtime.
This review is Spoiler-Free.
I wasn’t exposed to Queen until my college years. After my freshman year of college, I was singing ‘We Will Rock You’ with my hallmates and celebrating with ‘We Are The Champions’ when Virginia Tech won the ACC championship. It’s safe to say that I had a good base of study to go off on when I went into this film last Saturday. Musically, it did not disappoint.