A Fascist parable starring hellacious insects. Forget the bug spray.

Maybe a bit to grainy and atmosphere heavy, yet very much on-point.

Cheering, actually. And Tom Everett Scott looks like Baby Hanks.

Go back to what exactly? The terminal patient? The ghost in the woods? Penelope?

Next time, "Ants on Plane," then "Scorpions," finally "Jokers All Around."

Bogey and Bacall do the islands, with fire in the belly, and elsewhere.

When everything goes terribly wrong, there you are in the middle.

A wild bunch yes, but also aging, sad, and desperately seeking out.

In the best of worlds, Wilder, Lemmon, and Shirley MacLaine. Period.

If dad didn't do it, who did? And why are Leo and Ale making eyes at each other?

Brosnan goes out of his way to de-Bond. Hail all-purpose Rush.

Not very dangerous. Not much of a mind. Still, fun to watch.