Yes yes, there are few things the talentless enjoy more than groupthink.
Fuck Israel
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Movie adaptations of infinitely rehashed comic books, in an industry up to its ears in said movies, are of course highly original. Each more serious and grim than the last. How did we go from Spiderman's mildly sobering proclamation "with great power comes great responsibility" to him literally dissolving into ash ("I don't feel so good!"), in such a short period of time. Do kids get as much of a kick out of that as middle-aged adult men? I would have been a little saddened as a kid if one of the TMNT died in their movies. Bring back the kind of movies where Superman can undo the last several minutes of time by racing around the world.dilbert wrote:
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Evil dies tonight
A parody movie channel called the raging bald guy "I did my own research guy".unnamednewbie13 wrote:
There should be more movies like Freddy vs. Jason.
Anyway that's just what we need right now. Movies with righteous, white suburbanite vigilantes chasing people down in pickup trucks with guns and clubs. Why didn't somebody just bring a limb shredder in that case.
“The story is there. They saved the story. It's all there. That's what the author worries about,” Herbert said. “It's a different language on that screen and if they’re adroit, and sensitive about picking their visual metaphors, the story comes off the screen.”
In fact, Herbert revealed there was just a single excerpt from the book that he wanted to be featured, but didn’t make the final draft. “They only left out one scene that I wish they had included. The banquet scene. I know why they did it. There are time restrictions and other story constrictions,” he said.
https://www.independent.co.uk/arts-ente … 97010.htmlMore worrying is how interminably Oxbridge the film is. Seemingly nobody involved could think of a more relatable reference point to anchor the characters to. From the opening piss-up, a jolly jamboree of black ties, ballgowns and buggering about – which later becomes a motif for all that is calm and good about the world – the film sits contented in a stifling bubble of its own Oxbridgeyness. When the mild-mannered and confusingly vacant Legat, one of the film’s dual “heroes”, first bonds with Chamberlain, the usually taciturn PM enthusiastically asks: “Are you an Oxford man?” Quick as a flash, he’s handing Legat a speech and wondering: “Maybe an Oxford man… might be able to improve it a little?”
Alarmingly, the only character who is able to reflect a contemporary wariness about our elite institutions is, well, Hitler. When Von Hartmann first meets the Fuhrer, he quickly – as often happens – brings up the fact he went to Oxford. Hitler ends up disdainfully sneering the word “Oxford” back at him. “Maybe you think you’re more intelligent than me?” he asks Von Hartmann. If you’ve never met anyone Oxbridge before, I can confirm this is a grimly relatable sentiment.
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