Movies
Description: A fairy tale set deep in the woods.
While not a perfect movie, the still waters lie deep. Covered in yellow
leaves and red berries.
It's hard to describe any of M. Night's movies without, well, giving the game
away. There's that fear that the slightest mistyped word will give the end away.
The twist. Fear.
Nothing to fear, but fear itself. And the things that go bump in the night.
Wonderful use of color. A quiet movie with odd echoes.
Description: Taunt thinking persons spy thriller. Bourne Supremacy and the idea of personal responsibility for actions. The
villain who fails to regret and the hero who understand the necessity of giving
what is owed.
While I quite enjoyed the first movie, the sequel seemed to take things up a
notch. Both in action and plot twists.
In the first movie, Jason Bourne tumbles into his identity. Here, he knows
what he is. And he uses his abilities like a ghost in the rain. Although, I
did like that he took damage. No automaton of other films. He twists a leg. He
limps. He gets shot. He suffers. He dreams. The gates of ivory and horn twist
deeper. Definitely a set up movie. I can't wait for the next one.
Justice League - The man who has everything
Description: It's Superman's birthday and Wonder Woman and Batman show
up at the Fortress of Solitude to celebrate. It’s too bad that with the half
hour format they couldn’t really delve into the creepyness below the surface in
the Moore original comic, but okay.
The benefits of a televised medium had its perks.
Clark’s love interest as this intriguing blend of Lana + Lois. Jor-el’s voice
slipping into Jonathan Kent. The implication of a rift between Jor and Kal
because Kal has chosen to be a farmer. Jor-el’s bitter reflections on his
predictions about the end of the world. And yet from the beginning the world
shakes. Fields of golden grain under a red sun. In Superman’s fantasy, the dog
has accidents on the floor and the birth of his son was the happiest day of his
life. That even as he destroys his own heart’s desire dream, he holds his son in
his arms and cries. Kal/Clark can’t just wake up. He has to destroy Krypton
again. Only this time, he’s there to see it all.
It made think of nothing so much as Picard living a lifetime in a few minutes.
And then there’s Batman. The sheer horrific deliciousness that in Batman’s
fantasy, the mugger who killed his parents speaks with his own voice. The Mask
of Zorro, happy California hero in the sun, but tears for pearls are always
destined to fall.
The wrongness of that black and white fantasy where Bruce’s father takes the
upper hand and beats and beats and beats on the mugger. The dread of the
overwhelming shadow that consumes his father. It’s a little less clear than with
Clark, but I think to awake Bruce had to kill his parent’s over again.
I did kind of want the plant whosit to land on Wonder Woman and then promptly
fall off because, umm…she’s living her bliss. This life isn’t the result of a
fundamental tragedy.
Thus she gives Clark a new kind of rose. A hybrid. Something to evoke old and
new.
Although, I wonder, just how much cash does a gazillionaire give the world’s
most powerful man for his birthday?
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