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A day before I went to see Indy4, I dream about it (without even reading much on the film beforehand). I dreamt about the very thing the skulls related to at the end of the film. Freaky.
OK, this is the best post I have *ever* read on Urban. Good on you Wookey
You have superlative taste.
I've decided Mr Paw can go on his own.
He's still coming to see Sex and the City with me later this week though
Brilliant summary of much that was shit about the film. You're a sight more charitable than me though.
Bizarrely, Iron Man was way better than it should have been though, so I guess I achieved film karma over the weekend.
Hey! Play fair, woman! Enforced Sex and the City viewing comes damn close to a crime against humanity.
Hey! Play fair, woman! Enforced Sex and the City viewing comes damn close to a crime against humanity.
i've talked with 3 people who saw IJ4 and all of them said it was bad...they couldn't even follow the story
It'll be interesting to see what Mr Paw thought – since he's a self-styled cultural connoisseur.
i've talked with 3 people who saw IJ4 and all of them said it was bad...they couldn't even follow the story
ask him
He's just phoned, having just got out of the cinema.
His verdict: "a bag of shit", "I was actually bored", "it was ... I was ... it ... I'm actually incredulous".
Robert whatsisname MADE that film
see!
I went to see this yesterday with no expectations, and it really is a bit of a mess. But there was a scene which has stayed with me quite strongly since watching it, and that was Indy walking up to look up at the blast from the bomb. That scene was truly horrific yet visually beautiful. As a child of the 80's that resonated quite unexpectedly with me.
Yeah. It could almost go on the 'unexpectedly moving moments in films' thread.
It's prompted a renewed discussion (between me and my daughter) about nuclear weapons, how bad they are, and how unlikely you would be to survive just by hiding in a lead-lined fridge.
The cliched stereotype that Jaed relies on for his tiresome dig is that a professional journalist-type can only ever really be interested in 'art-house' fillums, and can't possibly understand the sheer fun and abandon needed for a brainless action flic - little does he seem to realise that action flics can be great or shite just like any art-house film, and the measure of their greatness depends on their knowing use and subversion of accepted standards within the genre.
That's just shit in any genre, and it patronises the audience - and audience, mind you, that Speilberg knew full well would be full of late 20 and 30-somethings who are experienced and movie-literate enough to expect something of a higher quality.
Sorry, Jaed. There is good shit and bad shit, often within the same canon.
Sorry, Jaed. There is good shit and bad shit, often within the same canon.
Good shit:
Old star wars films
Die Hard
Terminator 1 and 2
Predator
Bad shit:
New star wars films
Die Hard 4
Aliens vs Predator
Awful, dreadful, abysmal shit:
Spawn
Lost In Space
Shakespeare In Love
Closer
(Well, to be honest, Shakespeare in love probably falls under the remit of being a 'bad good film', one which has pretensions to being something arty and great but is in fact fucking wank. Closer also comes under that one. But I put it here just to be irritating)
You think Terminator is shit? Even good shit? You class it alongside those other, truly shit films? Your opinion means nothing.
Those films (i.e. Terminator, Die Hard, old Star Wars) are trashy films, essentially, but they are just done so well that they deserve to be classed as classics.
Terminator is nowhere near Trashy - you can't put it in the same category as Die Hard at all. Well, you can, of course, but you shouldn't.