Flux capacitor overload.
Every theater trip comes with an interesting story. Thirty minutes into Aeon Flux, the couple behind us discovers they're in theater 11, not theater 12, so they leave. I am dying to find out what's in theater 12 that they thought they were watching for a half hour. Yours, Mine and Ours was the flick in theater 12. What the hell were they thinking???
Let me set two things straight before I give my review. I totally expected this movie to suck donkey dicks. The cartoons from MTV made no sense and Aeon died more often than Kenny on South Park. Secondly, if it had been 105 minutes of Charlize Theron with raven hair in a black catsuit walking, I'd have been there and happy to pay admission.
So I thought it was good. Much better than I expected. It had a plot, it had some cute dialog, it had lots of style. There were nice stunt moments, mucho gunfire, and clever future-technology riffs. The balls she whistles for were cooler in the film than in the commercials. Visually, it held together well. Plot wise, it even tried to tackle some philosophical questions about technology, and I sure didn't expect that.
UPDATE: Good Lord, this poor movie is getting savaged by critics. Metacritic gives it a 38, and Rotten Tomatoes has it at 13%! THIRTEEN! It's not that bad! They just hate sci-fi movies. I'd give it a 50 on the Metacritic scale, better than Legend of Zorro but not as good as Mr. and Mrs. Smith.
BREAKING NEWS: This movie was not screened for critics. I don't know why you make a decision like that when you're releasing a movie, but it looks like it makes the critics pissed off. Something to remember.
BREAKING NEWS UPDATE: Okay, evidently the only reason a studio doesn't screen a movie for critics is because they think it's a screaming turd. The word stink was used often to describe this procedure. However, the favorable reviews all agree that studios make big pushes for movies that are much worse than this one. Also, amazingly, I didn't even recognize Frances McDormand, although she did look familiar.
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4 comments:
At the theater near my house, someone removed the "L" from "Flux" on the marquee.
I didn't know if that was a commentary on the film or the stars of whatever. If just made me giggle.
Qtanr
(I have decided this will be my Green Lantern name..)
Are you from Qward too?
No, Aeon doesn't Fux, but there is some serious heavy petting. Mostly it's just the walking around.
I have to admit that I had a mild interest to see this movie util I saw how poorly it had done on rottentomatoes. I'm glad you did research onto why movies aren't screened for critics...
And I sat in About Schmidt for maybe 15 minutes before realizing that it wasn't Chicago. I wasn thinking, "Man, this is way different from the musical!"
The balls she whistles for were cooler in the film than in the commercials.
I'm sure there are plenty of guys who wouldn't mind Charlize Theron whistling for their balls...
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