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Tuesday, September 30th, 2003 12:15 am
I think that, in effect, when I'm going to a movie I'm paying for the right to see these movies in ultra high-res on a big ass screen with surround sound speakers.

and that's it, 'cause if I want to see a movie for plot or thoughtfulness, why not just watch it on my computer?

I think it explains why I'm willing to stand lack of plot and good acting, if the eyecandy and the soundtrack is good enough.

(hi - I'm audio/visual, nice ta meetcha!)

Hence: Underworld.

Wow. I mean, usually the actors realize that a script just. doesn't. have. it. and they give up and just have fun.

But not in this movie.

In this movie they just didn't give up. At all. Just slogged their way through to the bitter bitter end and playing it completely serious and broody. Slimy blue hulk guy and yeuuuuurking and useless steel dominatrix whips and voldmort-esque villain and random car scenes and random RANDOM kissing and "we were SLAVES. SLAVES!" and all.

The entire theater was laughing and major fun was to be had at the movie's expense. But! Eyecandy, moody creepy sound, and happylaughter. So it wasn't a total waste.

What's sad is that you could see it's potential. But the backstory wasn't nearly set up well enough and I got the feeling that Underworld *should* have been two or three movies instead.

and they really really need to kill the editor, because SO MANY scenes could have been saved by better cuts. gah.

seriously tho? If you're not willing to be sarcastic at a movie and if you don't like the pretty and random violence you'll probably not like the movie. No wonder it's been getting the reviews that it has.

...and yet they're coming out with 2 more sequels.

Egad.

welp. at least there'd be more eyecandy.
Tuesday, October 14th, 2003 12:20 am (UTC)
There was potential for a good movie, and if not a good movie, at least an enjoyable one. . . I just kept getting reminded of the IKEA ad where the man and the lamp stand alone in the rain. Both that ad [which was brilliant] and this movie [not even close] had the same rainy-grey-bleh atmosphere. My other question about that film was: how many time could the lead female walk into that mansion, push through the doors and then have everyone look at her. You'd think they'd all have been used to it by now.