|Went down to the frown . . .
||[Jul. 29th, 2015|09:59 pm]
Phrembah (a potato-like mystery)
. . . and slept through most of Ant Man the other day. Action flicks tend to bore me to tears. "But how can ACTION ! ! ! be boring?" I hear you whimper. Because the whole time the action is happening, the story is going nowhere. Not always, but almost always the story is put on hold for the duration of the fist fight or the car chase or the gun battle. 95% of the time, you can take a pee break when the bullets, bumpers or fists start flying and you won't have missed anything when you return. In fact, depending on where the restrooms are in that particular multiplex, the "action" scene might still be in progress.
Besides, they screwed up. They had a wonderful gag in Ant Man where the shrunk-down ant-sized villain flies into the bug zapper on the patio and you just hear, "bzzzzzzzzphut!" It got a huge laugh from the theater audience and they should have just left it there. They could have rearranged the scene some to make sure they got in all of their uber-expensive CGI sight gags before the end, but they should have ended on the ant-sized villain wiping out in the bug zapper. That would have been class! That would have been Don-Hertzfeldt-grade class---but alas, Don Hertzfeldt flicks play at the Guild, not at the multipex.
Anyway . . .
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Also saw Infinitely Polar Bear. What can I say? Well written, well acted, well shot, well directed and totally annoying. Mark Ruffalo's character is very reminiscent of Bradley Cooper's character in Sliver Linings Playbook---well done on every count, but . . . I've known real people like these characters. With their total oblivious-to-reality self-absorbtion, they sap every situation of any meaning and/or enjoyment for anyone but themselves. And that's the whole point: to bring the attention pointer right back to themselves at all times. Anyway, I have a hard time watching films about self-absorbed psychological black hole people regardless of whether they are bipolar, depressed or Aspergery or what. I've seen that movie.
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And have I ever alluded to how fucking good Joan is As Police Woman? Listen! Her stuff is off-center and other-than-white-bread, if you know what I mean. Gurf Morlix is like that. Weird flavors, but good, interesting flavors. Listen!