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Oct. 1st, 2009 06:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
In less depressing news, saw District 9 with G. yesterday, which I partly liked a lot, and partly not at all. The first part in all its brutality was brilliant; absolutely and completely brilliant. Ambiguous, revealing, horrifying, thought-provoking. Best thing I've seen in a while, even while I was sitting there wondering why I always ended up watching the depressing stuff that says the worst things about humanity, and no wonder I was such a pessimist.
But once Wicus escapes from the MNU building at first the pacing gets a little slow, and then the whole movie takes an unexpected 180 degree turn and slowly but inexorably deteriorates into sentimentality and conventional mediocrity.
And then, as I sat there and watched narrow escape from death and dismemberment after narrow escape until the whole thing turned into a complete farce, escaping from the Nigerians, escaping from the MNU building again, saved from the MNU people by the Nigarians, saved from the Nigerians by the alien boy, shuttle is shot down, no, still manages to fly to the mother ship; Wicus betrays Christopher-the-alien, no, he doesn't, is saved from the crazy MNU guy by the aliens again, is last seen making a metal flower for his wife, pleasekillmenow, my respect for CoE went up another couple of notches.
G. like the second part better. Clearly we're doing the gender cliché thing wrong. Had a couple of spritzers afterwards; nice evening, all in all.
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And speaking of, because obviously the logical thing to do when coming home slightly drunk some time after two in the morning when you've got to work the next day is putter around on the internet, watched this interview with JB, and it certainly looks like that if there's going to be a TW S4, Jack's going to be in it, which as far as I'm concerned is a good thing; YMMV.
(And if the next CD really consists only of songs from musicals, I'm not complaining either, because most of the pop stuff he does is 1) really not my cup of tea, and 2) IMO doesn't really suit his voice and style either.)

But once Wicus escapes from the MNU building at first the pacing gets a little slow, and then the whole movie takes an unexpected 180 degree turn and slowly but inexorably deteriorates into sentimentality and conventional mediocrity.
And then, as I sat there and watched narrow escape from death and dismemberment after narrow escape until the whole thing turned into a complete farce, escaping from the Nigerians, escaping from the MNU building again, saved from the MNU people by the Nigarians, saved from the Nigerians by the alien boy, shuttle is shot down, no, still manages to fly to the mother ship; Wicus betrays Christopher-the-alien, no, he doesn't, is saved from the crazy MNU guy by the aliens again, is last seen making a metal flower for his wife, pleasekillmenow, my respect for CoE went up another couple of notches.
G. like the second part better. Clearly we're doing the gender cliché thing wrong. Had a couple of spritzers afterwards; nice evening, all in all.
And speaking of, because obviously the logical thing to do when coming home slightly drunk some time after two in the morning when you've got to work the next day is putter around on the internet, watched this interview with JB, and it certainly looks like that if there's going to be a TW S4, Jack's going to be in it, which as far as I'm concerned is a good thing; YMMV.
(And if the next CD really consists only of songs from musicals, I'm not complaining either, because most of the pop stuff he does is 1) really not my cup of tea, and 2) IMO doesn't really suit his voice and style either.)
