Monster Hunter

What does merit taking seriously is the screen presence of Jovovich -- an action icon easily up there with Keanu Reeves, in some respects her male equivalent.

Monster Hunter is exactly what you think it is going to be, nothing more, and certainly nothing less, and I'm okay with that.

We're left to process a Post-it-sized plot, numbing fight sequences and dialogue along the lines of "My God!" and "Aargh!"

Monster Hunter is so unapologetically itself, it warms your heart.

It's the formless slog you've come to expect from Anderson, and if you're OK with that then Monster Hunter is definitely worth tracking down.

It's not self-aware enough to qualify as camp, or self-satisfied enough to be smug. It simply aims low and delivers, and right now, that's enough.

The film's overall visual aesthetic is a confused and derivative hodgepodge, and audience enjoyment will depend upon their affection for the over-saturated genre.

Too bland to be entertaining in a mindless, ridiculous way, and just meandering and monotonous in general.

A very good movie on its own terms. Which are maybe not the same terms as other movies.

Anderson takes pains to connect the game premise to the real world.