Ahhhhhhh, Wednesday night was time for the very awesome tradition of the Doctor Who Christmas Special! Fun for the whole lot of geeks in the house (meaning, um, me). And after the very humdrum OMG can we just fast forward please Christmas season that it has been I was waaayyyyy looking forward to it.
To the point where I have been watching Dr. Who non-stop since, like, Thanksgiving (with so many 50th Anniversary marathons this has been easily possible), reliving the entire history of life with the Ponds and catching up on life post Ponds (more thoughts on that in a moment).
First, with regard to last year's Christmas Ep I am going to say it is my least favorite in quite awhile. I would say The End of Time was possibly my favorite, although I was a total sucker for the Doctor's rendition of A Christmas Carol in 2010. I found the 2012 Ep and (re)introduction to Clara to be a bit light hearted. I mean, I think that there is possibly no way to make snowmen scary. Even with teeth. So, fast forwarding to this year and knowing that I was going to go through the inevitable process of realizing that the Doctor as I know him is about to be no more and the Doctor as I will know him is about to emerge I braced myself for not only a Christmas special but an ending.
And as with most Whovian endings, at least mine, the dog braced himself for the temper tantrum. Oh, yes, I have them. I huff and puff and snarl and cross my arms over my chest and pout and say things like uggghhhh I HATE the new Doctor! I HATE him and I'm never watching this stupid show again! And if the dog could roll his eyes and say you say that every time he would.
And so it was.
Now, to review my own life with THE Doctor, I never watched the show as a younger person - meaning (gasp to all hard-core Old Whovians) I didn't start watching the Doc until 2006 when it turned up on our side of the pond and my mate at the time forced me to sit down and watch this show that he used to love when he was a kid to which I thought - Oh, God just stab me in the eye with its goofy damn special effects and funny music and grainy picture quality.
But, in between all that, I actually ended up liking the adventure and by the second episode the goofy, British-ness was part of what made it so endearing. I was hooked. A Whovian convert!
And then....they changed The Doctor? They CHANGE the main character????? They do WHAT? People absolutely thought I was mad for not knowing this. Oh, I hated David Tennant. HATED him. He's too young. Too clean. Not grumpy or worldly enough.
Fast forward. Not again!??? But, I LOVE David Tennant! Matt Smith? WTF is this?????? A bow tie???? I love David Tennant how can they DO this? This guy is a kid! He can't be the Doctor? I hate him! Do you hear me? Hate him!
So, sure, it was inevitable.
Fast forward. Oh jeez, this guy is as old as I am. WTF is he gonna do running around with Clara? Look at him. He isn't even wearing anything interesting like a scarf or a fez. Blah. I'm bored already. Hmmphhhhh. Boo.
I'm still in recovery. It will take a bit.
The Christmas special itself I thought was a good one. I wasn't too keen on the Clara on earth trying to cook a turkey parts but I realize that was an integral part of the story for her to go back home for minutes to pass while centuries passed elsewhere. It just always bums me to see the boring, drab lives the companions lead. LOL. Too close to the rest of us I guess. Anyway, I always like the concepts of the vast span of time and the eternity of the Doctor and his struggles and I thought this Christmas ep did a great job in bringing all of that together.
Plus I totally dug Moffat's answer to the regeneration limit. Rules? LOL. Reset button. Bwwwaaaaa!!!!! It is almost like the sword fighter scene in Indiana Jones, right? Bang. Move on.
So, what will be up for Clara and the old dude, I mean, Doctor? I must say, I am lukewarm at best on this one even after calming down from my very predictable, usual, bratty response. It is partially because I am still unsure about Clara too. I just don't know that I like her all that well. Yes, yes she is super bright and cute as a button and maybe that is part of it. She isn't flawed enough for my tastes. OK, bear with me. I adored Rose because she was, well, basically if she were to grow up in these parts she would have been trailer trash. LOL. I say that with love, as we are ALL trailer trash in these hollers. My point is she was a survivor and could scrape it together when the shit hit the fan. Donna was the ultimate buddy companion. Martha was in love but got over it and became a goddam warrior. Amelia was a dreamy little girl who never stopped believing. All were flawed in some way and that made them special to me.
The reaction to Clara always seems to be - I like her! I really like her! This reaction is normally being communicated by straight men and they all sound like Scotty ogling the Enterprise upon arrival. My one friend says she is "spunky" which led me to look up the definition of that particular adjective. Spunky: feisty, plucky; displaying animation, vigor, or liveliness. Fair enough description I guess. But, that isn't enough for me. I'll have to wait this one out and see how it plays.
As for the Doctor, I'll see how that plays too. It isn't like I don't have several centuries for this one to grow on me. ;)
Ahhhhhh...the season of DVD. A chance to catch up on everything you missed because you were too busy to get to the theater.
***THIS REVIEW CONTAINS SPOILERS SO DON'T READ IF YOU CARE***
What I really wanted to rent yesterday was 2 Guns but alas, it was sold out at Redbox. So, I came home with Elysium, being the good science fiction people that I am...
Now, I generally do not read movie reviews because I am of the humble opinion that they SUCK. Well, except mine of course. So, what I'm saying is a may have a vague idea what a movie is about but I bring one home with an open mind.
So, Elysium takes place in the future. A future in which we have done the inevitable and screwed up our planet but unlike in Firefly where all these other planets get prepped for human habitation there is one massive space station that houses all the rich, happy people while everyone else gets to live on the now fucked up earth.
Being a District 9 type movie (same director) I was fully expecting all the moral questions of what happens in an elitist society, how expendable human life must really be, to what limits does power and the threat of losing it push people, etc. etc....
My initial problem with this movie is that it has been done. Many.Many.Times. There really wasn't anything new to the questions or any new spin on the answers. Absolute power corrupts absolutely and that is that. Matt Damon's character is the same guy that we see over and over. The anti-hero who just can't seem to stay out of trouble despite the fact that he half-heartedly tries. And they want you to care about him because deep down somewhere he has a heart, had dreams, really does have a soul.
And then there is the cool as a cucumber Jodi Foster character. Of course we are supposed to hate her! I mean, my gods could there be anymore of an (attempted poorly) extreme example of the contrast between the world of Elysium and earth? She wears crisp, white suits, her hair is cut short and is a perfect, molded to her head white-blond, the sharp edges of her facial structure even more accentuated by the hair and the clothes. This woman is cold and they want to remind you of that with each scene. So, why do I say attempted poorly? Because OMG the black and white extremes of this movie....blahhhhhhh.....OK, we get it. The rich and powerful have left earth and don't give a shit.
To make matters even more neat and tidy, Elysium has these machines that can cure any illness or defect. People have them in their homes, like MRIs or something. Got a broken leg? Just hop in and get all fixed up. These machines can fix other things too. Including cancer and someone getting their head blown half off. Ahhhhhhhh.....Well, of course they can. What a convenient well I can see where this is all going addition to our plot.
But, what bothered me most about this entire couple of hours of my life that I will never get back is that when the movie climaxes and our hero does what he is meant to do and all the unhappy little people of earth are now Citizens of the great Elysium I turn to the dog and say:
OK, so now we have a population problem on Elysium, the earth is still shattered and the guy that built the only place left is dead? All the little people of earth who have continued to excessively breed and kill each other have now been saved and are taking over the BRAND.NEW.BRIGHT.AND.SHINY.WORLD. They have overthrown the entire royal lot and....
I'm not saying there should always be answers in Sci Fi (or any movie). I'm not even saying there should be happy endings - although this movie definitely made an as Disney-like as you can get attempt at one, which is another reason it was uber annoying.
I'm just sayin....blaaahhhhhh. Yawn.
Sadly I do not have a review of World War Z and have missed it at the
theater. I know, right? I suck. Not even worthy of being a zombie fanatic. My excuse is that every single time I was going to go something came up. Now, alas, it is the DVD waiting period. Maybe I will have a perfectly full zombie fall, you know, with TWD coming back on and all...
But, I have caught some movies over the past couple of
And as a result I have coined a phrase. Remember it because I will use it again. I am in a state of entertainment dissatisfaction. Severe dissatisfaction. This is worse than being dissatisfied with food, clothing or sex my good people. Entertainment is my oxygen. How can this be happening? It is summer for Hades-sake. Everyone knows summer holds the best movie gems EVER. WTF is going on?
A couple weekends ago a friend and I went to see The Lone Ranger. This was more their choice than mine. I agreed because Johnny Depp was in it and plus there were horses. LOL. I make lots of entertainment choices based on actors and whether or not there are horses apparently….
WHAT.A.BORE. OMG there was nothing really good about this movie at all. It dragged along. Tonto was
basically Jack Sparrow without the spark or the flamboyance. The writing sucked. The acting was…well, no one even seemed to be interested. Simply awful. God. Tonto didn't even GET a horse until the end of the movie. LOL.
So, I thought OK, one bad movie can't be followed by another, right? Well, today I seriously had time to nap in the theater and really wish I would have had that second pint because I could’ve used a good nap. It is summer after all. I am overworked and tired.
Pacific Rim. Really? OMG so I had only seen maybe one preview for this movie but it was getting good reviews (I’m not sure how this happens) from not only critics but movie watchers. The premise is that there are these aliens, see? Only they don’t come from space they come from under the ocean floor and they are attacking the world and they are really big. REALLY BIG. So, we, being the industrious humans that we are, build these big ass hollow robots with “pilots” manning the arms, legs, weapons…
I’m not sure what the combination of yaaawwwwwwnnnnn was for me. I like sci-fi. I like action, and I love crazy visual action and special FX. Character development? I guess it tried. Maybe? It just fell way short in every way. I thought maybe for a minute it was because I don’t like robot movies. Although I loved the first Transformers despite grudgingly going so that isn’t it at all. I liked that robot movie with Hugh Jackman from a couple years ago... So, I can't blame robots. This entire movie was like a wanna-be almost remake of something sort of like Independence Day marries Godzilla only without Will Smith and the humor and holy crap was it suck-o-rama. The thing was with Independence Day for instance – like I still watch it whenever it happens to be on. Great rainy day fun movie. Like, you care about these people. And it is funny. Really funny. But I tell ya with this movie I did not give a shit whether or not any of these people today got ate, or squished or whatever else giant dinosaur-like creatures do to people. LOL. I just wanted it to be over. I got restless leg syndrome going on at one point. I went to the potty twice. The second time my cousin tried to catch me up when I got back and I said - I got it and didn't care whether I had or not.
Blllaccchhhhh we should have seen The Heat everyone is raving about that one... We won't see comedies in the theater though. We are cheap like that. LOL.
Anyway - reaching for good points. I was damn glad to see Max Martini on the big screen. Love that guy. You have to find the little things in a bad movie, see?..... Oh plus there was a dog. Did I mention I had a beer before hand? Yeah the beer was cold. LOL. I’m reaching here people…. So, anyway now I am home. And being in a state of entertainment dissatisfaction always makes me sad. And lost. It is like a missing link in my well being...
I need my escape and I NEED it to be appropriate and satisfying. Bummer day.
And the previews sucked too! The ONLY preview I would even consider seeing would be the new Thor,
which is not until November. Until then I just may be reviewing TV or DVD rentals…
And I'm not done yet! I (hopefully) have one more night of glorious movie and TV mania from my crazycatladycation and I don't even know how I will spend it yet.
Here is a rundown of my escapism of the week:
Snitch: Oh, god can we just start kicking people's asses at some point in this movie pllleeeaaaseeeee???? C'mon Dwayne. Seriously? This movie was boring. And Shane was in it. LOL. I'm sorry Jon Bernthal will always be Shane to me. Although he was a much better guy in this very boring movie about a kid that gets the short end of the current 1st strike and you go to prison drug possession rule. I disagree with the law. I get the point of the movie. I was just not entertained.
Rock of Ages: Holy soundtrack of my old person life this movie was funny as sh&t. Now, yes, a lot of it is sort of "you had to be there" type humor but if you are anywhere from 42ish to just shy of 50 you will laugh your ass off. Tom Cruise is awesome in this movie - just like he always is when he does comedy. And I'm not a Cruise fan but when he is "on" he is ON. This is a movie that I would lie around on a rainy Saturday and watch again. And laugh again. And again....
This Is Forty: NOT SO with this movie. LOL. This movie was pathetic. The characters were pathetic. Their situations were pathetic. Their lives: PATHETIC. And worst of all these things were pathetic because they had made them that way. AND then the most pathetic thing of all was that we were all supposed to find it funny. I thought of this movie like I do TV comedy in general - it is either that people are supposed to feel better about themselves while watching it because the characters are just as f&cked up as they are, or they are supposed to feel better because by comparison they can think at least they aren't as bad as the people they are watching, who really don't even exist anyway. This was 133 minutes of my life that I will never get back. Well, I got a little back because I fell asleep before it ended. LOL.
Argo: Excellent movie. Shit. That is all.
LOL OK, that is not all. I was a kid when all this happened. I remember writing Christmas letters to the hostages with my school mates. I remember parents talking about it. I actually remember seeing many of the real footage newsclips scattered throughout the movie. Top notch production.
Once Upon A Time: I started watching this on Netflix from Season 1 because I never got to catch it real-time and had always wanted to. I stuck with it for 8 or 9 eps hoping I would eventually like it better. But, I gave up. I have this thing about fairytales. Not a fan. Too much traditional gender and societal role stuff for me and I was hoping they might flip that all on a dime more but it didn't happen.
Last night I ended up watching most of Season Four of Fringe. I had seen most of Season Four but missed the end because our DVR went bad and we lost a bunch of stuff. I have not seen the final season AT ALL and just ordered it so I figured I had better get reacquainted with my favorite defenders of whatever reality we might find ourselves in currently. I had forgotten how much I loved this show. Peter and Olivia. Can these two ever really be happy? LOL. I think not or it wouldn't be Fringe.
I'm not sure what will be next. I have lots of stuff on my list. Too much to watch and I meant to get more random entertainment in my life this week but work ended up being ridiculously busy and I had two evening meetings come up that really screwed with my DVD dates. So, I will think it over when I get my face in front of a Redbox later today and let ya know what I come up with!
I Well. I need to rewatch this movie. LOL. Because I love to rewatch awesome movies. The first Star Trek (of this generation's Star Trek) I have probably watched 27 times. It is one of my "stand-by" movies. One of the movies that when it is on TV I just get distracted from what I'm doing if I come across it and....watch. Like how every time I come across A Few Good Men or A Time To Kill. It is THAT kind of movie. So, you know, now, I will have a two-fer! And I loves me some multiple movie watching.
So, basically, as the story goes things get quite personal in this installment of the adventures of the little ship called Enterprise. And I won't spoil (much) of it (OK I am lying so read no further if you care) I will simply say ~ well done. Well effing done. Our villian could have been anyone. But he was not. He was someone that we older Trekster people have ever forgotten. Our timeline shifts, yet again, making the purists mad. MAD MAD MAD like temper tantrum MAD! To which I say....
The love of science fiction without the acceptance that anything you see may or may not be reality, can be changed at any second, can exist despite something else existing in another reality is just....well, you aren't a true lover of science fiction, dickhead.
Uh, where was I? Oh, yes, our timeline shifts, our alternate reality skips, we repeat our mistakes and our words, actions, good deeds and sacrifices. Only differently. Just one more possibility (or several) in my favorite genre where all things are possible.
Friendship transcends time. Courage crosses realities. Actions and words are repeated and felt just as deeply. And even Vulcans cry once in awhile.
****Some Spoilers if you live under a rock****
I really miss Andrea. Please don’t be mad at me I know she was a pain in the ass and annoying and she basically had no sense most of the time and furthermore she shot Daryl
that one time but…
I can’t stop thinking about how I miss Andrea.
I don't know why I miss her I was one of the people who always bitched about her and wanted her to get eaten like so last year ago. Is it because we all need someone to hate and now that she AND Lori are dead we just don’t know where we will filter that? I didn't miss Lori. NOT.ONE.BIT did I miss Lori but was that just because Andrea was still alive?
Maybe. Who knows but I can’t imagine filtering it to any other chick at the prison so maybe it is good that there is a whole busload of people at the prison now that Rick will have to figure out how to feed and care for. I wonder if any of them even know how to load a gun? What will they do? I mean, I'm sure some of them might be useful but the question is will there be anyone worthy of hating as much as Andrea?
So, yeah, back to Andrea. One thing that has been bothering me about Andrea’s demise is the fact
that we have all watched her for three years now and know damn well she can kill zombies. She does it with any weapon she can find but her personal favorite is usually a knife. And a small knife at that.
This bitch loves the wet work. So, how exactly did she get ate by…Milton. Milton? Are you kidding
Yes, she talked too much and too long rather than just getting’to the snipping of the damn wire around her wrists. I didn’t get that either really I mean she knew Milt was eventually gonna die and turn and attempt to eat her brain. Why are you babbling – tell Milton to talk so he can live longer you don’t have to keep answering him!
So, exasperating till the end she was, our Andrea. Just like at the CDC when she was gonna blow herself up with the scientist and everyone was screaming – just let her! Annoying, Exasperating, Ill-Advised Andrea.
Yet she had her moments. I also loved her fitted shirts. I wonder who nipped those for her?
OMG am I digging this show. Actually, I am nowhere near caught up to present so everyone DON'T spoiler me. LOL. I get to spoiler here, not the other way around. I think I have three eps to be current...
Anyway, this frakin creepy show... LOL. First, you know, who isn't fascinated with the human mind and how fragile, pliable, soft and easily led astray it can be? And who doesn’t love a serial killer? I mean, as long as they are on pages in a book or the nearest viewing screen and not in your own living room that is.
And who the hell doesn’t dig Kevin Bacon? LOL. Now, me personally I would have watched this show no matter who the bad guy was. Because, ya know, I like stuff that creeps me out. But to have James Purefoy as THE bad guy…. Perfect. Perfect. Perfect. LOVE him in just about everything he does and he does this so damn well.
I did think the dog scene in the first episode was disgusting and not needed. Boo. I would like for once
to break the mold of the “10 things that serial killers do” rule in Hollywood and NOT mutilate animals. Isn’t
there ANYONE in the world that goes straight to people? LOL. Just sayin.
I guess this post is premature as I’m not caught up but – OK – really, girl in the basement? You
get outside and instead of heading for the woods you hang around the house for a bit? And for that you find
yourself right back in the basement. As you should. LOL.
Favorite “I can’t believe she is such a bitch” character award goes to Emma/Denise. What an unbelievably cold little skank she is. Although I did applaud a little when she stabbed her mom.
Claire. Do something other than bitch at the FBI and be borderline hysterical. Pllleeeassseeee….
That is all. For now....
….of Camelot. The BBC series Merlin ends this season. Actually it has already ended across the Pond. We catch it on SyFy here so we are still on board for a few more eps. So, my cozy little world also known as Camelot redone, where Arthurian legend comes to life but way differently than the traditional versions, will be no more.
Sam and I are both suckers for anything magical and he is an Arthurian expert who doesn’t mind at all a diversion from the purist path of the “traditional”story.
I will miss this show immensely. It unfolded like a neat little lotus flower with a dragon inside. You knew the dragon was there and would eventually light you up but that was part of the charm. It can be (and usually is at least in part) lighthearted and funny. It can be foreboding and dark. It is PG enough for the family to watch, but interesting enough for a darkling enjoy. It reminds me a bit of things I watched as a child that no one else was interested in. Or of listening to the older kids talk about Dungeons and Dragons and wanting so bad to play but being forbidden by my mom to even begin.
There is a great deal of it that is simplistic enough for TV and for whatever reason rather than making me think…meeehhhhh….it makes me feel like cuddling up with a dog (or a gargoyle) by the fire and embracing some kind of innocence. Some kind of thing that says – tell me a story and make it have magic.
THIS show is my Harry Potter.
It presents a different set of circumstances. First, Guinevere is more often known as Gwen and is a personal aide to Morgana who, by the way, in the beginning of our journey, is nearly impossible not to like. Until it becomes impossible to not wonder, as Arthur now does, what on earth happened to make her
so vile? There is a dragon. And a baby dragon. Lancelot is hardly a factor. Until at some point he is.
But only barely. There is an old guy who knows some magic, a bunch of knights of course. But even they are different than historically portrayed. For instance, Gwaine, my hands down favorite knight in the series, has no knowledge of herbs beyond barley and hops (LOL) and his strength definitely does not lessen as the day dwindles.
And Merlin himself is not the wise wizard you think him to be. He is more like a young, bumbling
fool. But he can talk to dragons. And do some mighty powerful magic as it turns out. There are unicorns,
banshees, trolls, horses and swords. There are spells and tinctures and powders, potions and all manner of odd happenings. There are castles and villages, journeys to dark lands and yes, there IS a lake and a sword.
All in all this little show has been one of my favorite escapes for the past five years. I’m not sure how I will fill a void left behind from all the stuff above. Except that they hint there may be spin-offs?
January 26th ~ Unfortunately I am working this weekend so movie options are out but I do plan to see Hansel and Gretel as soon as I can. And I'm asking, please, for the love of all that is good and properly entertaining in the world can we agree to NOT get the f*cking panties in a twitch about the "witch hunting" and just enjoy the movie? Please? That is all.
So, I finally made it to see Hansel and Gretel today. A blessed afternoon off in some otherwise busy schedule. Did some pub crawling and then hit the theater for some needed escapism. My favorite past-time. Escapism that is...
So, my review. ***Kinda Spoilers Ahead***
This movie was dumb. LOL LOL LOL. And my review has NOTHING to do with the whole witch hunting thing. It just was, well, predictable, sort of boring honestly and visually mediocre (aside from the fact that Jeremy Renner was hot, but that isn't anything new). And I have an issue with people losing their Old World accents after the first fifteen minutes of a film. And couldn't we have been more creative instead of just droppin' the F bomb a lot? I mean, I have a sailor's mouth myself but it just seemed to be lazy writing to me. And lack of creativity in general. Hansel having some sort of magical candy induced diabetes ? Lame. The fact that they were witches. Er, yeah, Scene 1. Figured it. The fact that the lovely strawberry blonde was also one. Yeah, really? The fact that she was gonna die? OF COURSE she was. Uggghhhh. The whole thing was annoying the more I think about it. Even seeing Renner in leather was barely worth it.
And I LOVE bad movies! LOL. I mean, in general I like me some guy movies and some shit exploding (even if it is witches) and well, you would think with the horses and the swords and the magic...
I dunno. Maybe I am having an off day. It IS 11 degrees here and I'm sort of grumpy anyway but the thought occurred to me while driving home that I really could not care less about seeing another movie at the theater until Star Trek comes out in May. I have a 3D Smart TV at home and I could have waited for this one easily and then fallen asleep before finishing it on the first try.
But that Star Trek trailer during previews....oh baby...take me Into Darkness and help me forget shit like this.
Ahhhh…. Critics. They suck mostly. LOL. So, I did what I do often this weekend and tried to catch up on some stuff that I missed in theaters or forgot about or…whatever. So I brought home a $6 copy of Sucker Punch on DVD and I said to the dog – remember we wanted to see this but it didn’t get very good reviews…. The dog did not answer btw.
I will quote: though it might delight fans of comic books…it will do little for fans of narrative, plot or character – USA Today. Or: Fantasy movie only a palpable hit for extreme boys – Washington Post. Or: It might look like $80 million dollars but you’ll never get back your two hour investment – Quiet Earth.
Obviously these are just clips of full articles. Some of the gripes in full (but shortened) –can’t keep track of all the story lines (are you really that dull and getting paid to critique movies?), possibly too predictable (well, shit Sherlock someone has to die, right?), or the sets/plots don’t mix – IE WWII with cyborgs (Ummm, have you played any video game in the last ten years?)…but the MAIN gripe – the girls have on the wrong clothes to be superheros. Ya, know, they wear heels. Or fishnet stockings. Or, (gasp) short skirts! OMG and they purse their lips!!!! OMG OMG OMG!!!! OK, so the girls are too…girly. I got it.
No, really, I got it. To be real superheros I guess we gotta wear – leather jumpsuits right? Is that acceptable? Cause, ya know, both Catwoman and that girl in Avengers wore leather jumpsuits and they were believable. **Scratching head*** (Don't get me wrong I liked them too LOL).
Admittedly, I am a girl who loves guy movies. I fully admit it all the time. I love it when shit blows up and people kick ass. If it is chicks kicking ass so much the better. I loved Kill Bill up to the point until I realized that it was about the baby. Really does everything with women HAVE to be about motherhood?
Blacccchhhhh…. But, up until then I was pumped is what I’m sayin.
So, I LOVED this movie. Why? Well….it has to do with more than short skirts.
OK, it begins with a very believable situation. Not in full as in every detail but the reality of children and
abuse. It happens daily. It is ugly and real. It moves into fantasy quickly. A kind of Cinderella on crack fantasy yes but it is really a fairytale of the video game age for the most part as our heroine finds herself first pawned out to a mental hospital from Hell, then set for a lobotomy, then fantasizing her way into a magical world with a mission.
The visual aspects are amazing. For anyone who games there are scenes that look like a PSIII platform of heart pumping battle.
Yet, the visual aspects seem to also be what critics complain about. THE visual aspects under complaint are mostly the cast, as they are for the most part female and dressed like strippers. Because in one reality they ARE strippers (duh) but also they tend to be scantily clad while in the battle reality too. To which I say –really????? You are complaining about THAT? Have you played a video game with a female character? EVER?????? My chosen character in an OLD video game – Baldor’s Gate for anyone counting years – was always an Elf and she wore very few clothes. But she had a big sword and AWESOME taste in shoes.
I personally was happy to see some chick skin. You know why? Because every girl in this movie looked like a damn girl. Whether “enhanced” or not (who knows I just assume everyone is these days) all of them had boobs and not one of them had chiseled, six pack abs. WHY does this make me happy? Because,
despite all manner of FX and enhanced video game-like graphics, what I see is chicks that look more like Dita Von Teese wielding weapons instead of the latest Pinterest bullshit that tells me my hourglass is not only yesterday but actually distasteful.
Further, I loved the theme of a brothel as a backdrop for empowerment. I do not think that critics, especially male critics, fully understand the “place” that we have “enjoyed” as the female portion of society as a whole. The knowledge that truly, should a man wish to overpower you, he can. Period. Don’t argue this with me I have lived it. So, anytime there is an opportunity to fantasize about another reality, I’m up for it.
As to the female mystique as a whole, we have what we have. People loath to hear that. People also loath what we have and the power that it has. The “new” feminists would have us deny it exists. I say "new” because I have never considered this mindset actual feminism. They want us to buy into the emasculation of the feminine if there is such a thing. And actually that phrase is accurate as to emasculate can mean to make (a person, idea) weaker. To be more blunt - the de-femination of women would be more descriptive. Although I don't think de-femination is a word. Here I go making shit up again...
But, critics seem to agree that there cannot be a movie about empowering women with the backdrop of a video game or a brothel. Those women also cannot wear fishnet stockings. They should all wear pants and not shave their legs. Or purse their lips. God forbid they purse their lips…
Escaping reality - one movie, book, fantasy at a time :)