Green Lantern

Whenever this Lantern returns to terra firma (too often), its imaginative flights are ground down under the Warner overlords’ demographic-pandering heels.

All the prancing about on a galaxy far far away where Hal [Ryan Reynolds] meets the other Green Lanterns, and the wise ancients, and a gigantic gruff sergeant-type who learns him his ropes is all a bit of a bore.

Green Lantern is not a perfect movie, but it's fun to watch.

How many more of these superheroes can we take?

The green aesthetic misfires: the whole film looks as if it's been inspired by a particular shade of washing-up liquid, or the glowing screens of ancient computers.

Things improve as the plot kicks in, thanks to enjoyable performances from Peter Sarsgaard, as the more-or-less human villain, and Blake Lively as the feisty heroine.

It is definitely going to need a strong detergent to get out the green grass stains from this drag of a start.

The moments of adequacy point to a better super-Reynolds future.

Overcoming a personal tragedy, defeating various villains, and discovering his powers with a trendy soundtrack to guide his way, Reynolds’ Hal Jordan is plain as can be, even offensive in an age where this genre has elevated itself with dynamic films...

Here's something green that I would not want to touch with a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole. No, I'm not talking about Mr. Grinch. I'm talking about the Green Lantern.