Thanks to some unfortunate incident called Charlie?s Angels, the regrettably named McG has been tarred with the same brush as his peers Brett Ratner and Uwe Boll.
In fact, his handle on the Terminator story turned out to be a surprisingly decent entry into the muscular Arnie franchise.
McG knew he had much to prove, this would be an Arnie-less sequel for a series he owned from the moment his naked buttocks walked in front of the lens. So, with Bale serving as the ?name? on the banner it may come as a surprise that he actually has far less to do here than expected.
It's the summer. And that means that, as weekend box office law states, all films released now must be angry, loud and full of massive robots punching each other.
Phat and Small.
Ciphering through the wasteland of recent movie related news, a few choice nuggets stick out between the tidal wave of trailers and clips that have submerged the internet recently.
Folded for the good stuff, Creased for the bad.
It had it all – a furious star, a nonsense story, an oddly-named director – but now Terminator Salvation has more. 


