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THE MEG

Jon Turteltaub United States, 2018
Despite the shark-on-human and human-on-shark violence, and a fair amount of (mostly fish-related) blood and gore, it doesn't have much lasting impact either as a high seas thriller or a science fiction fantasy. And there are plentiful signs that it was undermined in the editing.
September 15, 2018
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The results, as in the case of The Meg, are sometimes referred to as “B-movies,” but the spirit of the best Bs is one of ingenuity and of making do with whatever you can beg, borrow, or steal, a spirit hard-pressed to survive when smothered under endless wheelbarrows of ill-spent money.
August 16, 2018
It’s not a Pretty Good Bad Movie or a So Bad It’s Good Movie or even a So Bad It’s Bad Movie. It’s So Bad It’s Bland. . . . The lack of gore is both a visual and visceral disappointment, stranding the movie in a gutless PG-13 purgatory that, 30 years ago, a hellcat like Joe Dante would have exploited for every possible drop of plasma but Turteltaub defers to like the timid, late-career pro he is.
August 10, 2018
It knows how silly it is, and Turteltaub and his actors make the best of dialogue that seems to hail from a time when dinosaurs roamed the Earth: “I can’t get a signal.” “That living fossil ate my friend.” “Man vs. Meg isn’t a fight. It’s a slaughter.” Statham is in on the fun, yet he somehow also floats just a bit above the movie’s rampant absurdity.
August 9, 2018
Turteltaub’s direction never suggests that it’s motivated by anything except commercial and contractual considerations. The Meg is lackadaisically paced, dull to look at, and has trouble keeping track of space and plot, but it’s always very clear on what kind of expensive watches the characters are wearing; at any given moment, a scene might be interrupted by a reaction shot awkwardly centered on someone’s wrist.
August 8, 2018
The New York Times
It doesn’t seem to know how dumb it is. We’re almost 90 minutes in before authorities are alerted that there’s a prehistoric thingy on the rampage, or that the research mission’s moneybags investor (Rainn Wilson) has just disappeared down its pie-hole. As for the computer-generated leviathan, making something bigger doesn’t necessarily make it scarier. Unless of course it’s a global movie market.
August 8, 2018
There’s a force to the stillness of Jason Statham’s screen persona. . . . Statham’s intimidating delivery—at once growly and smooth—and poise has a piledriving impact. Turteltaub uses Statham’s almost preternatural talents to ground the ridiculous premise of The Meg, a thriller where deep-sea divers and vacation beaches are imperiled by a prehistoric mega-shark.
August 8, 2018