Tuesday, January 10, 2006

Caring is creepy

Looks like Rose beat me to the punch on the fantasy-blockbuster-showdown post. Oh well. Some points I'd like to add, though. Narnia was weirdly unfamiliar to me. Despite reading the entire set of books when I was young, my only lingering memories of them are (a) that they got more and more stupid with each volume, (b) turkish delight and snow, and (c) Vivian out of the Young Ones. We were heavily stoned when we saw it, and I kept getting hung up on technicalities like "all the animals are like people, so what did they eat?", and how terribly CGI the lion looked. Oh, and I decided part way through the battle scene that I never ever in my entire life want to watch another movie in which there is a huge battle between an army of 'good' and one of 'evil', where optionally the good is heavily outnumbered, but prevails anyway.

Thanks mostly to the trailer that screened before Narnia, we decided the next night to get heavily stoned and go see King Kong. I enjoyed this a little more, but I still kept getting hung up on details. I mean, exactly how, with most of his crew dead, and especially (presumably) towing a colossal monkey (how the fuck else are they meant to have transported it), did the ship's captain manage to get the ship back out through the treacherous rocks surrounding the island, and back to civilisation. And that diplodocus-stampede. Yeah right. They were all toast. Every single one of them. No question. I was thoroughly exhausted by about half-way through, and could happily have stopped the film, had a nap, and resumed watching later on.

In summary: don't go to see Narnia unless you are 10 years old, or wasted. And, don't go and see Kong unless you are wasted.

Thank you.

In other news, a really, really great little film I saw recently was called Ivan's xtc. Based on Tolstoy's novella "The Death of Ivan Ilyich", but set in contemporary Hollywood, it's a candid treatise on the sordid underside of the film business, supposedly with references to real-life events. It's shot in digital - but with nary a computer-animated monster in sight - and although it's about five years old now, it's only just shown up at Aro Street. It was unexpectedly moving, and fully I recommend it. (another review here).

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Okay, and how about the fact that if Kong had pulled her from her bonds on Skull Island he would have ripped her arms off. There were just too many silly moments. Too many things that wouldn't work in the real world. And she got a really muddy bum at one stage while sliding down a bank. From there on in her bum looked pretty clean to me. Silliness!

Anonymous said...

yeah, true....

but isn't that a bit like saying...

Why didn't they just send the terminators back to the dawn of time and get them to fart on monkey’s faces and slap them around a bit so we never evolve? Twats. (but then if they did that we could’nt create them…blah, blah, wiz poo bollocks)

Ok, your right it’s not, I’m just really bored at work.

But I guess the whole thing about King Kong and movies of that ilk are that you have to suspend your beliefs for a bit, or at least that’s the director’s job.

I didn’t like King Kong much, it was fun, but the people seemed a bit 2D to me. I did like Dogville, although it would be a bit cold living like that….

God I’m bored.

the_sifter said...

Dude... what monkey?

You smoke too much...

;-)