Ghost Rider
- Title: Ghost Rider
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The thought that kept going through my mind during Ghost Rider was – huh? The film is a schizophrenic mess which at times appears to be a legitimate Hollywood film and then seconds later makes you think you’re watching some apathetic junior high kid’s film project.
Without a coherent tone, the film flounders through lousy acting, crummy directing, and dreadful writing. Two of these three failures can be laid at the feet of writer/director Mark Steven Johnson (Daredevil, Simon Birch). I don’t want to say the writing was awful (too easy), so instead let’s just say Johnson’s writing style makes the dialogue of George Lucas sound like Shakespeare.
And his directorial decisions, from casting to final cut are simply dreadful. Add to that some of the worst acting by an ensemble since Ed Wood made his last film and you’ve got the making of one huge train wreck. But hey, at least the guy on the bike looks cool. That’s something, right?
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Pirates of the Carribean: Dead Man’s Chest is a perfect example why sequels shouldn’t be made. There’s nothing original here as the film gives us action scene after action scene, without any real story to hold them together. 