Wednesday, March 22, 2006

save your money

i had the night off and my original plans fell through so i ended up not going out to dinner with an old friend but instead taking a long walk through a cemetery alone. i don't say this to illicit sympathy; i actually enjoy exploring cemeteries alone or with company. though not as architecturally stunning as those in savannah, new york or new orleans, the one on jesse jewell parkway is interesting none-the-less. most georgia cemeteries i've been to are small sets of land beside a small church, normally in farther-north, north georgia. i found a group of mcdonalds (possible distant relatives?) and a group of prices (possibly related to g-pa h.c.? his family is from georgia, isn't it?).
anyway, then i went to see a movie by myself - also something i've known to do without remorse. unfortunately, the movie i desired, "v for vendetta" started about thirty minutes before i got to the théâtre. i opted for what i knew would be bad but i wanted to see anyway - "ultra-violet". with it's comic book beginnings and vague vampire references i had to see what the story was about even though i knew it would be a series of high-tech special effects and fancy costumes with poor dialogue and a weak storyline. and it stars milla jovavich, whose work i adore. (she's got those eyes, man.)
"bad" doesn't even begin to describe the series of dis-jointed, unmotivated fight scenes strewn together under the guise of an action flick. even jovavich couldn't save this picture. nothing was explained in any way. as such, the viewer is unable to process the movie through the filter of a separate world or universe in which this sort of thing is possible. the object of the film, the character's very conflict is unclear even at it's conclusion. the fight scenes were pathetic - a high school théâtre group could have contrived better choreography. outfits and coiffes randomly change color for no reason. advanced weaponry and technology is thrown about without regard to reality or at least a basic principle on which it is based. the protaganist's actions are ill-defined and out of the slight fraction of character revealed. and the love interest backstory appears out of nowhere and goes nowhere - the idea of emotion has barely registered in the viewer before it is replaced by violence and never heard from again.
in short, don't waste your money.
but do check out your local cemeteries. read the messages left about loved ones and check out the dates of the deceased. i saw one married couple separated by 25 years. the wife's head stone was crafted at the same time as her husband's but the death date was never filled in. it just has 19__ as the year. but by her birthdate, if she's still alive she'd be 165 years old. i wonder why hers was never finished or if she chose not to be buried by her husband. one may never know.

5 Comments:

Blogger karen-the-great said...

Going to movies alone is not a terrible thing at all. It's the driving to Atlanta to get to an arty theater for a Russian indi-sci-fi flick that makes it weird.

I'm hitting the road tonight (thursday) at 8pm. Anyone up for a 1hr 15 min road trip?

2:55 PM  
Blogger starbuck said...

i laid on someone's grave once, just to sea what it'd be like to be dead. it was kinda boring, & my feet got cold.

4:53 PM  
Blogger jmg said...

i bet the extremities are the first to get cold when you're dead. your experiment worked!

7:25 PM  
Blogger scøüpe said...

i don't know, did you defecate your pants, as well? if so, it really worked.

the russians have indie science fiction? that's just weird...

11:12 PM  
Blogger karen-the-great said...

Yep. Well, to be fair, it's really more like dark, vampyric, almost-futuristic fantasy.

Night Watch (Nochnoi Dozor)

Awesomeness, by the way.

1:15 PM  

Post a Comment

<< Home