The Green Hornet

by Jonah Goldberg

Ooof. Joe Morgenstern no likey.

“The Green Hornet” may not be the end of movies as we know them, though the people who made this atrocity were certainly in there trying. The question—which rises to the level of an industrial mystery—is, trying to do what? Turn a dumb concept into a smart entertainment? Save a dim production by pouring a fortune into stupid effects? (The budget was reportedly as high as $130 million.) Kill the special-effects industry by doing a parody of its excesses? The effect of those effects, and of the cheesy 3-D process pasted on as an afterthought, is simply numbing. The film’s only unqualified success is the end title sequence—because it’s genuinely stylish, because it looks like it was shot in genuine 3-D and, most of all, because it’s the end.

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