So, last weekend I got around to watching the Great Glory that is The Best Film in Fucking Decades. Well, that was what it was supposed to be according to what I’ve read and heard about it. Was it all that and a bag of chips? Well, it was pretty. That’s about it… Beyond the novelty of watching it in 3D, there wasn’t much to be excited about, to be honest. The only impression I am left with after watching it, is that it was pretty. Very pretty. Also, the kitty-girls were kinda hot and feisty, but how long can hot and feisty kitty-girls really keep your attention? About two and a half hours it seems. What can I say? I like pretty things… Don’t look at me like that! It’s perfectly normal to leave a bowl of milk under the bed in case the kitty-girls stop by, honest. I’m not crazy.
But anyhoo, as I said it was pretty. Was it any good? Not to sure about that. I really can’t say too much good about the movie besides that it was pretty. The whole thing was a gathering of clichés, both in the form of the dramatis personae and the actual plot. Essentially, it’s Pochahontas in space. No no, just go check it out. Pochahontas in space, only now with more nude, blue and noble savages and mech-suits. Or, if you want to look at it from a different perspective, they painted Muad’dib blue.
The theme of the movie was obvious Nature good, Industrialization bad. Not a horrible theme to build a movie upon, but it was wielded as a blind hill giant spaced out on shrooms would wield a hammer. Bluntly and everywhere. If they had tried to be a bit more delicate and subtle in the way they tried to convey their message, you know, just tone it down a bit, it might have left room for other things that the movie could benefit from. Like depth of character and plot.
Kitty!
Though I did approve of the kitty-girls. They were awesome. Stop looking at me that way, you know you like them too.
Didn’t really get into the movie and feel that it stirred something in me until Muad’dib stood before his people and shouted “This is SPARTA!” Well, not actually what he said, but it could just have been. But to be honest, it isn’t really that difficult to get the blood pumping just a bit faster with a grand and glorious battle between evil technology and the noble savage. So I’m not going to give to much credit on that account when it comes to stirring my cold and empty heart. I mean, Up made me cry within the first 15 minutes and that movie is just plain hilarious. But, that’s enough bitching about the movie, it wasn’t great, but it wasn’t bad either. It was very pretty with a bunch of clichés instead of characters and plot, but it was pretty enough to be forgiven. Especially the shiny little helicopter dragon thing that was just so bloody adorable and useless that it would have made Darwin go out back behind the chemical shed and shoot himself in the kneecaps.
