Mark your calender with a big yellow circle. March 6th is Watchmen Day. According to an article on the Number 1 Film Site Jan. 13th, and reported in the Hollywood Reporter three days later, an agreement has been reached between Warner Bros. and Fox.
The movie will be released with WB's vision with no editing or revisions. This is great news as it was beginning to look as if we might never see the film. I will be buying my tickets as soon as possible.
Well, I really was is no hurry to write this review of The Day the Earth Stood Still, because my mother always said that if you can't cay something good, don't say anything. Well that little homily held me at bay for a week and then the anger took over.
This remake, or whatever they want to call it, was an abomination. The movie was perfect for Keanu's acting style because it called for unemotioonal and laconic, and Keanu has those in spades. OK, so they omitted one of the most iconic tag lines in movie history, but then to turn Gort into a swarm of annoying super-bugs and the ending into a bore fest?? I actually got up and left before the credits.
When they remake Casablanca, I want the director to forget all about beautifull friendships, and have Rick Blaine and Captain Renault grab their surf boards and head off to catch a wave.
Christmas Day brings us The Spirit and the reviews are already bad on sites which should know.
The best hope in our chosen genre is The Watchman. There is a great new trailer on the web site, and I for one, can't wait for the movie.
I sat in a booth at a diner today waiting to be served, thinking a cup of coffee, juice and an omelet might well save my life which was slipping away rapidly. No help was on the horizon because the wait help were in private conversation, So, I did the only thing a woman of a certain age can do to get attention.... I took out my pen and note pad and pretended to take notes. Within one minute I had a waiter at my elbow, admiring the holographic frog and leaf and lone figure on my notebook from Comic-Con. Okay, so I cheated – the second best way to get a teenage boys attention is to whip out some sci-fi hokum.
This led to a dissection of the first episode of Fringe, we agreed that the father-son dynamic was good but could be pushed into sulky mode very easily, that the show was reminiscent of X-Files before that died and wasn't given a decent burial, and we both looked forward to more interaction with the dead boyfriend/agent.
A love of sci-fi levels the field of communication for people who have nothing else in common except the willingness to expose their inner geek.
