Saturday, February 28, 2009
Friday, February 27, 2009
Over-the-top yet uber-cool bad-ass guy movie. Ok, so it’s about escaping a crash-landing on a planet that rarely sees night, which of course our heros & anti-heros arrive just in time for, only to watch the crew picked off by light-fearing hungry alien beasts.
TV adaptations of stories rarely live up to the depth & edge we hope for. Too much time building up the lanky, irritating character of Ichabod Crane, too much time on the obligatory and non-canonical love triangle, and far too little time on the encounter with the real-after-all Headless Horseman.
A great movie – insofar as the silent-movie era goes. Unlikely to interest modern generations save for historical value. It was the best of its time, portraying depth despite technical & artistic limitations; we've moved on to another millenium now.
Same actors, same directors & producers, bigger budget, shouldn’t have bothered. Kinda betrayed the original with over-the-top here-we-go-again action-for-action's-sake kitch. On the documentary track, Spielberg & Lucas comment that an “Indy vs. aliens” story would just be wrong – and they were right.
A touching tale of love lost, love found, and the painful connection therebetween. His wife dies, and his new girlfriend ends up with – literally – her heart. How he discovers & copes with this is tactfully done. Yours truly saw it a little too soon after open-heart surgery, and found other things to do in the kitchen during some scenes.
Over-talky under-informed mutation of its solid (and brutal) predecessor. Several seemingly unrelated people cope – and eventually don’t – with suddenly finding themselves in a four-dimensional maze. Unfortunately, the scriptwriter had a weak grasp of what multi-dimensional space would actually behave like, and we are subject to lots of non-sequitor bizarreness. The ending is needlessly nasty.