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2005-05-23 10:46 PM
(Does anyone else think of that old Monty Python bit, Erizabeth: Episode Thlee, the Almada? That’s literally all I remember.)
Went to see it today. I’ll not add much to the volumes of stuff written on this movie already…
Comic Book Guy: Last night's Itchy & Scratchy was, without a doubt, the worst episode ever. Rest assured I was on the internet within minutes registering my disgust throughout the world.
Yes indeed. Thank you Simpsons.
Actually, I enjoyed the film very much, although it didn’t have that end-of-an-era gravitas I was rather hoping for. I agree with whoever said that the movie kinda goes along, then after a certain scene things really start to pick up, and I was more or less riveted for the rest of the movie.
I was bracing myself for really wooden acting, and aside from a couple of cringe-worthy moments, it was actually not that bad. Ewan McGregor continues to be the man who can do no wrong in my eyes, and it was nice to see a lithe and sprightly Obi-Wan.
Actually, the gee-whiz moment came during the opening previews. You see, in spite of being an intelligent person, I am sometimes very slow on the uptake. It’s just that when I go to a movie theater, I don’t really think ahead, know what I mean? It makes for nice moments of delight, even though my companions usually think I'm a little dim.
So we’re watching this preview, and there are these four British children who go to live with this mysterious, humorless gentleman called The Professor, and they play hide-and-seek in the creepy cavernous house... and I’m thinking that this preview has a Secret Garden/Lemony Snicket vibe, and then I’m thinking how much I enjoyed reading the former, but I haven’t read the latter, because it sorta feels like a Roald Dahl experience, and I don’t cotton to those books so much... and the older boy is counting 98, 99, 100, and yada yada yada, until the sweet little girl opens a door, and at the end of the otherwise empty room stands a large piece of furniture with a sheet over it, what could it be, oh, it’s a huge, ornate wardrobe.
And then I gasp.
And then R says, “You’re just now figuring this out?”
Eh, leave me alone.
The preview looks promising, although the CGI gives it that glaring sheen that plagued the first two Harry Potter movies. My big worry about this movie, which I’ve actually talked about from the pulpit, is that they’ll totally screw up Aslan. I’m sure I’m not the only one worried about this. It’s a theological problem, not just a cinematic one.
“Is he quite safe?”
“Safe?! Who said anything about safe? Course he’s not safe. But he’s good. He’s the King.”
He does look properly powerful in the preview, but I’m worried about what’s going to happen when he opens his mouth. It did inspire a little prayer in the middle of the darkened theater… “Please, let it be good!”
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