Watched the Terminator films over the weekend.
Terminator: Still far and away the best; Arnie was never better than as the titular killing machine, I bloody love the plot, themes and the predestination paradox, and the cinematography is nicely lo-fi and gritty. It's an action movie with proper depth, this one. Oh, and I love the soundtrack. 10/10
T2: A bit shaky; the visuals are a bit too slick and processed-looking for my comfort, it doesn't look natural. Arnie's Terminator becomes a cliche here; all the iconic images of the character come from this film (and the catchphrases - which I hate). Still, there are some nice character dynamics running through the film, and Linda Hamilton and Robert Patrick turn in nice performances. The less said about Edward Furlong, the better. 8/10
Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles: Surprisingly good for a TV pilot. A pity all the school-shooting stuff is going to be excised, since it worked pretty well in context. Surprisingly, you don't miss Arnie; partly because the notion of Skynet sending the same Terminator back every time was getting a bit daft. Lots of potential here, though I don't like Summer Glau's turn as Cameron; she's a bit too emotional for the character she's playing. 8/10
Terminator 3: The black sheep. God, I hate this one. All those catchphrases from the last film reach their natural conclusion here, with Arnie almost playing the role for laughs. John Connor's particularly thick, thinking this is the same T-800 he saw being melted at the end of the last film. There are some nice ideas in here (Arnie's Terminator being the one who assassinated Connor in the future, the ending of the film - and the knowledge that Judgment Day is imminent lends it a very different feel to the previous entries in the series). The TX is a bit of a wank idea (female Terminators are the last resort of the feeble-minded scriptwriter) and she feels like the scriptwriters upping the ante from the T-1000 rather than doing something a bit different. Kristanna Loken's actually pretty good, even if she's just aping Robert Patrick throughout. But overall this feels more like a TV movie than The Sarah Connor Chronicles - and ditching Brad Fiedel's industrial score in favour of Marco Beltrami's pedestrian orchestral work was criminal. Fortunately, The Sarah Connor Chronicles ignores this film, so we can too. Hooray! 5/10
Phew!
SG