Okay, we saw it. Before any discussion begins, I'd just like to say that I really enjoyed watching that armored polar bear beat the fucking shit out of everybody. I mean, I was really on his side there.
I'm all for armored bears. that's cool. I dig it when armored bears aren't afraid to come out and be themselves. I'm o.k. with armored bears telling people to run across small bridges to escape impending doom, despite the creepy familiarity of it. What I'm not so keen on with armored bears is when they hit another armored bear's face so hard that parts fly off, but THERES NO BLOOD. Also when they appear FROM NOWHERE in the middle of a crowd to beat shit up. Mrs. Panic says maybe he was in polar bear stealth mode. They are white after all. I do know that I very desperately want a transforming talking kitty cat/ermine/sparrow to tell me I'm in grave danger, or steal crumpets from my plate. That would be fine.
Mrs. Panic makes a note that the amount of dirt on people's bodies was fully adequate for her tastes, and that the clothes and environment had the proper amount of detail to be both interesting, but not overwhelming.
Speaking of overwhelming--and this is [one of] the same problems I had with the Potter movies--the incessant musical score running in the background is the most distracting load of poo I can think of in a movie. Or real life for that matter--I went to a wedding a while ago that had a few musicians playing throughout the entire ceremony--that can drag on enough as it is, but to have to listen to a running soundtrack too while trying to sleep or think of a which bridesmaid is the hottest... NOT fun.
Anyway, the movie suffered from what seemed to be the idea that their script wasn't good enough to guide people's emotions on its own [true], so they fell back on that retarded idea that an obnoxious, looping orchestral piece could make up for it.
If anything they should have had Bear McCreary do the music. HE IS TEN KINDS OF AWESOME. And it should have been written/directed by Pete Jackson. But he doesn't need a link.
I totally agree about the music. I was upset at how "dumbed down" the story was for fear of losing the audience. Come on. there should be as many Pullman purists as there are Tolkein purists. wtf.
I forgot to mention: My Dad, who has never read the book took most of the film in stride, but said to an outside (presumably objective) viewer the movie was "awful goddamned confusing". He got the basic gist of the film, but the whole concept of dust felt expressly vague. I felt that that was interesting to note, despite the "dumbing down".
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Hey, yeah, okay. I can't imagine seeing it with anyone else, really.
The Golden Punkass.
Okay, we saw it. Before any discussion begins, I'd just like to say that I really enjoyed watching that armored polar bear beat the fucking shit out of everybody. I mean, I was really on his side there.
I'm all for armored bears. that's cool. I dig it when armored bears aren't afraid to come out and be themselves. I'm o.k. with armored bears telling people to run across small bridges to escape impending doom, despite the creepy familiarity of it. What I'm not so keen on with armored bears is when they hit another armored bear's face so hard that parts fly off, but THERES NO BLOOD. Also when they appear FROM NOWHERE in the middle of a crowd to beat shit up.
Mrs. Panic says maybe he was in polar bear stealth mode. They are white after all.
I do know that I very desperately want a transforming talking kitty cat/ermine/sparrow to tell me I'm in grave danger, or steal crumpets from my plate. That would be fine.
Mrs. Panic makes a note that the amount of dirt on people's bodies was fully adequate for her tastes, and that the clothes and environment had the proper amount of detail to be both interesting, but not overwhelming.
Speaking of overwhelming--and this is [one of] the same problems I had with the Potter movies--the incessant musical score running in the background is the most distracting load of poo I can think of in a movie. Or real life for that matter--I went to a wedding a while ago that had a few musicians playing throughout the entire ceremony--that can drag on enough as it is, but to have to listen to a running soundtrack too while trying to sleep or think of a which bridesmaid is the hottest... NOT fun.
Anyway, the movie suffered from what seemed to be the idea that their script wasn't good enough to guide people's emotions on its own [true], so they fell back on that retarded idea that an obnoxious, looping orchestral piece could make up for it.
If anything they should have had Bear McCreary do the music. HE IS TEN KINDS OF AWESOME. And it should have been written/directed by Pete Jackson. But he doesn't need a link.
I totally agree about the music. I was upset at how "dumbed down" the story was for fear of losing the audience. Come on. there should be as many Pullman purists as there are Tolkein purists. wtf.
I forgot to mention:
My Dad, who has never read the book took most of the film in stride, but said to an outside (presumably objective) viewer the movie was "awful goddamned confusing". He got the basic gist of the film, but the whole concept of dust felt expressly vague. I felt that that was interesting to note, despite the "dumbing down".
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