First off: Sah-weet news concerning Spider-Man 3
says that the glorious, beautiful, talented, miraculous Bryce Dallas Howard has been cast to play the much-better-love-interest-for-Peter-
than-that-skank-Mary Jane Gwen Stacy! Whooo hoooo! Love to see where they take this one! Also interesting to note that Gwen's a blonde in the comic, Bryce is naturally ginger, the opposite is true of Kirsten Dunst (and her hair looked Gawd awrful in the last one iffin you ask me!). BITE ME, Dunst! Ha!
Also a whooo hooo: First pic of Psylocke from X-Men 3
has been revealed and, yes, she has purple hair! Still don't love her being lumped with the Brotherhood, as if they were just grasping characters from the comics to make fans go 'Kewl' when it's actually detrimental to them. I would have loved Psylocke to get in there between Jean and Scott, shake things up so Jean takes her goo-goo eyes off of Logan for two seconds of film time.( Betsy Braddock behind the cut )
But the real meat of my post now: Went to see Underworld: Evolution
yesterday; both me and Ann are HUGE fans of the first. Ann was expecting more and was disappionted; I was expecting crap and was delighted! (I know, shame on me, huh? Some fan but I was just so worried they would ruin it!) The blood practically gushes from the screen but not in that sick, Hostel
this-could-happen-to-you way; definitely comic-booky though it's still absolutely grotesque. Even this hardened horror fan closed her eyes when Alexander (Derek Jacobi) cut open Viktor's (Bill Nighy) chest.
Yes, the sex is "Playboy" sex: Perfectly posed, totally uninvolved, neat clean and unrevealing. It's still the only sex I've seen in a movie that wasn't hailed as a dramatic masterpiece by critics in a loooong while! Plus, hey, Scott Speedman's ass!
And that brings me to my clash with Ann: I generally find Michael to be an inoffensive addition to the cast of characters, and am even a little happy there's a romance though in no way do I want Selene going "soft." She hates him. Hates him with every fibre of her being, apparently, cos I had to listen to her tell me in the car on the way home how much she hates him in every detail. And this from the same person who got pissy with me because I was thrileld with Narnia
and she adored! Honestly, she was harshing my buzz, and in no uncertain terms.
He didn't turn out to be the great savoir of the Lycan/Vampire race war, in fact, he didn't turn out to be anything very special at all and no one seemed to notice he was even there, so I was happy. He didn't come in at the end and save the day, though he helped. In other words, he took what normally is the female role in action/thriller/horror movies. He is, simply put, just the love interest. And that's good by me!
But what is this? My experience was almost totally ruined by the theater's crappy reels of loud, obnoxious commercials! Gone are the days of the cards for local businesses, trivia questions, unscramble the name and so forth. Gone even are the days of the Regal Twenty, the thingie that started 20 minutes before the show and was basically an ad for whatever TNT/TBS was pushing at the time as well as a featurette about an upcoming movie.
No, now all they do it bombard you with blasting images for the army, Coke, and M&Ms, claiming that they are, in fact, showing you behind the scenes footage (a commercial for TBS starring John Cleese was actually touted at the end of the reel as being a behind the scenes look, I kid you not!). My head was POUNDING before the previews even started and by then, I was in such a bad mood, I was truly ready to kill the projectionist. I couldn't watch the previews because of my headache (yes, I'm not exaggerating, I had a blinding headache!) and wanted to tell the makers of each individual film that popped before my eyes where to stick the Coke bottle I'd just seen four ads for! Luckily, once the movie kicked in, I was able to relax a little but I'm not being a drama queen when I say that it came this close to ruining my movie experience. In some ways it did; I didn't enjoy it as much as I should have.
I hate theaters.