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medicinemane · 3 months ago
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Honestly a lot of my favorite horror ends up being games I 100% will never play and wouldn't enjoy playing, but that I managed to find someone who was able to convey enough to me to make me really care (though often leaving holes that I really want to fill but either can't sit through the whole playthough, or can't find the right playthrough, or... similar, you know?)
Dead Space, Marrow, Siren... all games I really like, games that have a lot (or uh... what's it called... Som... Sola... Signalis!)
But Dead Space I can't find the right playthrough, and Marrow I just crave something more from an imperfect game (video I watched is by doshdoshington)
Or supergreatfriend's playthrough of Siren is pretty much flawless... but... it's like 59 15-30mintue long videos, and the 60th explainer video is nearly 3 hours long on it's own... I always make it like 20 videos in before not being able to pay attention anymore
(Also like his playthrough of Deadly Premonition)
So you maybe see my problem, all these great pieces of horror I can really only engage with through these weird one off means that never quite leave me satisfied (like no way I'm beating MyHouse.WAD, I'm not even close to that good nor do I enjoy playing DOOM even if I respect it)
Love horror, just can't stand anything made in the genre because it all sucks and is boring and has stupid twists or pacing that annoys me and I hate everything about it except a few gems I can't interact with
But like I said, love horror
#mm tag so i can find things later#I'm just so so so so so so so so so so so so picky with horror#and it's not that my taste is objectively right; even though I am right about... mhh...#I'm right about things like shaky cam as a genre sucking not only cause of the way it's filmed but cause of the writing#but I'm not write about Saw being bland boring shit; that one's just a preference#like I know the first one's bold; and I'm not here to ruin other people's fun cause that's not an objective statement#but the difference is that the Saw movies might be well made and I can't tell; where as a lot of shaky cam are just trash#and oh how many movies have an interesting premise but have annoying 20 somethings#yes I would like to hear about Paris catacombs horror; and what a good title you have... why do your characters sound so annoying#first and foremost your characters must not annoy me#new Alien was good in part because only one character annoyed me; and while he got people killed he died#it's not that he deserved to die; but I was happy to be rid of him#and the original Alien is good because no one annoys me#that's not enough to make a movie good... but it sure is something that's probably true if I'm gonna like a horror movie#not based around something that could happen in the real world like a serial killer getting someone to let him spend the night#and people don't fucking annoy me... if you've done that... proceed and I'll take a look#but if you do the first one I'll take my leave without assessing your quality#and if you do the second one I won't even fucking watch you and if I do I'm almost certain to be bored and skip through you#conflict with the horror is so much more interesting to me than people being bitchy at each other#like Dead Space... that's different; unitoligists (for one thing; aren't a monolith; there's good people there) aren't catty#they're not annoying snippy little bitches who act like high schoolers#like yeah fuck that guy who made the regenerator both cause he's awful and cause that's a horrible enemy type#but at least he was just a crazy asshole with a civilized veneer and not an unstable 20 something that'll kill their friend with a rock#like you don't write all this stupid shit if you don't care about something#but I just have such trouble finding anything to enjoy in horror#love it though; really really do#oh add System Shock to the list of games I can't find a way to even get into; but really like and respect and wish I could
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tfw-no-tennis · 4 years ago
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[drumming] BEAST WARRRS
wow, me and ruth watching MORE transformers stuff?? its more likely than you think
sooo yeah we started watching beast wars. which seems like the logical next step after reading the comics and watching tfa, tfp, (some of) g1, cyberverse, even the live action movies back in the day...
however ruth and I have always ruthlessly bullied beast wars bc of how outdated the cgi looks, stating that no matter how good everyone says it is, we can never watch it bc its so ugly 
we watched a couple clips, even, including the fight scene from ep2 which is SO funny I'm sorry and we were like ‘yea we cant watch this lol’ BUT LO AND BEHOLD...HERE WE ARE....
so yah this was probably inevitable but yea, ill probably write a few of these post just giving my scattered thoughts
so! so far we’ve watched like 8 eps and I gotta say....I like it a lot so far
as ruth says, ‘it feels like an actual show’ (as opposed to g1 which imo feels more like an extended-toy-commercial-slash-acid-trip)
like, even in the first couple eps, its clear there's actual plot and characters
the bad cgi is admittedly distracting at time, similar to the animation errors in g1 
in terms of the plot, I find it to be really interesting - I like the explanations for the beast forms w/the energon making their robot forms short out
the premise is like, so wild to me, in a meta sense - like, this was basically the followup to g1 (ignoring g2, and all the japanese stuff like headmasters and victory), and its SO wildly different than g1 - premise-wise, beast wars feels like something you'd get 20 years down the line in the franchise when they're trying to go at the source material from a new, fresh angle
instead its the follow-up to g1, bc I guess being able to sell toys that transform into animals rather than cars is a good market 
oh man is this show 90s. like, it came out in ‘96, so obviously its gonna be 90s, but sometimes it just slaps you in the face w/it 
like...the music. lmao like the guitar riffs that play sometimes are so hilariously 90s that I feel myself regressing into an infant (the state I was in irl during the 90s)
plus the dialogue...like half of what cheetor says is just. so very 90s. like Cool Epic Teenz 90s sometimes, which is hilarious and out of date now 
speaking of cheetor I love my boy. I already love him from cyberverse but this is og cheetor and I love him here too. he;s just a great kid appeal yellow character and I luv him. he has freckles that's soooo cuteee my boiiii
as for the characters in general...I like how they all have pretty solid characterizations but also undergo character development. and I like how we don't get all too much exposition about them/their backstories so we get to learn things as we go along 
optimus primal is cool, and interesting when compared to other optimuses (optimii?)...he seems like a Leader™, but he’s kinda frustrated/done with this shit, especially compared to like, g1 op, who was very patient, and tfa op, who felt very young. this op feels very experienced but also doesn't always wanna be here
who else is there...rhinox! he is great, he seems like the only one w/a brain cell. he seems v levelheaded and cool, I like him a lot. he hasn't gotten much spotlight but I'm interested to see what he’ll do. I like his voice
rattrap omg...ruth hates him bc he’s annoying which, fair, but I like him bc he’s hilarious. he’s a rat from new jersey, and joisey rats are just Like That okay
dinobot...omg...I love him. he’s just dramatic and gay. and also a dinosaur. I think its cool that he has a SWORD bc everyone else has guns (kinda boring), and also he has laser eyes. he is cool and interesting and also he and optimus are dating tyvm 
as for the predacons...beast wars megatron oh my goddd....I love him so much he’s SO entertaining lmao...yesssssss....he’s so Shakespearian? idek how else to describe it. he’s very eloquent and he really feels like a high-class play actor who could also rip your face off if he wanted to. he says ‘yessssss’ SO much its so funny. he’s very like, over the top and kinda hammy, but in a completely different way than g1 megs, who could be described similarly but is a very different vibe 
bw megatron is basically the polar opposite of tfp megatron
as for the rest of the predacons, we haven't gotten as much character stuff for them but I'm interested in them for sure
tarantulas.....I wanna see more of him, he’s just so entertaining to me idk. gay little spider man
scorponok omfg he’s such a loser in this hvbajkdsfbwkhdsf I cant get over how completely lame and unthreatening he is lmaoooo he’s such a lil bitch. I could cough on him and he’d explode probably. hilarious
terrorsaur is like the starscream of this show from what I can tell so far since he’s already tried to take over the predacons twice. ruth and I hate the weird bird dinosaur noises he makes. actually we hate when any of the characters make animal noises honestly hbvkjdnsfaksl
waspinator sure is here. he hasn't done much but he’s definitely present! and makes some weird terrible bug noises
blackarachnia just got here and then immediately left, which is hilarious. she saw everyone fighting and was like ‘actually fuck this’ and bounced, which is super valid 
ok I gotta talk abt the animation again vhbahkjsdfhbkjsf its...really painful...I mean it looks great for being 1996, but since its cgi it does NOT hold up at all (compared to 2d animation, which tends to hold up better - tho low-budget stuff like g1 doesn't hold up great, but it looks bad in a much different way than bad old cgi does)
like, I mentioned it above but that fight scene in ep2...there are just so many moments that weren't supposed to be funny but were hilarious due to the animation. like when the two sides run at each other and clash, when they hit each other half of them just fly offscreen like plastic toys vbahsudfbajskdf its SO visually hilarious I rewound it to watch it again lmao 
also anytime they do closeups I cringe so hard, especially on optimus, he just looks so plastic...in general the beast modes looks pretty janky, like cheetors limbs (mostly around the shoulders/hips) look weird af...I feel like rattraps beast mode looks the least wack. beast mode tarantulas also looks weird as hell but I think that's partially bc his colors are so garish lmao
I'm soooo excited to see the stuff that connects beast wars to g1, I know a few things about how its connected thanks to my reading of the g1 tfwiki pages, and I cant wait to see it all unfold
I'm really not spoiled for much, surprisingly...I might know a couple character deaths, and a few other things, but for the most part I have no clue what's going to happen which is really cool actually. I'm excited to see things!!!
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reasonablespeculation · 5 years ago
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submission re: EB & more anon reviews below
I thought maybe I can give my review of endings, beginnings that nobody asked for because well I'm seeing so many biased reviews on twitter of ppl who already decided they hated it before watching it.
Starting off, I would like to say that I expected it to be much more worse than it actually is based on all the exaggerated reactions to the clips and some of the shitty reviews.
Style - I have personally always liked drake's style. Dialogue playing over their body language enforces the idea that what they say is something and what they want to do is something else specially in the bar scene between Frank and daphne. I loved the colour palette used, although it's a bit too dark at times and I ended up watching my own reflection at the screen lmfao. I don't mind jump cuts but the jump cuts at the very beginning were too much.
Dialogue - I'm not a fan of completely improvised dialogues. I prefer a script to be pinned down and the actors are given the freedom to add or take from it. The dialogue is lacking for a movie! But if we compare it to real life it's very realistic and I assume this is what drake was aiming at yet this made the film lose its cinema charm.
Actors - I feel like everyone did absolutely great with what they were given. The process shailene described seems like hell for an actor, going into the scene and saying whatever and expecting the other to say whatever and you have to respond on the spot. Frank and Jack's characters were one dimensional because I assumed they are seen through daphne's eyes and she is not interested in them beyond what they can give her (one gives her security while the other gives her passion). Daphne's character is annoying yet you can clearly tell that was the purpose. She's messy, she makes dumb decisions, she craves to be wanted yet claims she wants to stay away from men, her self righteousness when she saw Frank doing coke shows utter contradictions with her own messiness. I felt like there are a lot of ppl who can resonate with her...she's not your typical heroin. Regarding frank, I felt like he was initially even more one dimensional than what was seen on the screen, but sebastian gave him more character. The last dialogue in the diner felt very real and it made me sad. His chemistry with daphne is one of the things I found to be very real too, when he stared at her during that game It felt so intimate that I wanted to look away and give them some privacy (a choice bart didn't have)
Sex scenes - fans have really exaggerated the sex scenes in the movie because in all honesty for a romantic drama 4 sex scenes is not much and they are not long either or too raunchy. You can tell frank and daphne are very attracted to each other which made the intimacy in the scenes super real and had the viewer squirm in their seat feeling weird for watching it. I'm used to sex scenes being very theatrical in American cinema and that often makes them lose the intimacy required for the scene to be considered "hot" much like fifty shades with it's cold approach to sex and nudity.
Ending - I liked how none of the men tried to chase her to the ends of the world, its realistic and if this was real life all of us would be saying they can do better. Drake didn't exaggerate the love stories and he kind of deployed these relationships as self exploration rather than love. What I hated is how she magically went through character development as she got pregnant (this is such a Male perspective that it made me annoyed) I get how he's trying to promote self love but it just didn't resonate with me because it was associated with pregnancy (yet another person to love and be loved by) her journey towards self love should have started solo and I found it incredibly unrealistic for her to not want to know who the father is and even more unrealistic that none of them demanded to know. No one can live their lives knowing their kid must be out there, even if they don't want kids. And it was so ooc of Jack to say "oh that's great" when she told him she's pregnant and he thought it's his because he clearly stated so many times he doesn't want kids.
Overall I liked the movie, its chill, its decent, and it's not cringey it just has a narrow view of what its trying to prove. It's not a movie you can't take your eyes off of when watching but it's one you are interested to know what happens at the end. Many seb fans expect too much after itonya that they are now criticising sebastian's filmography as if opportunities like itonya happen every day and are just waiting for him to hop on. It's much more complicated than that. Endingsbeginnings is a decent movie, we're just looking too much into it because seb is in it.
RS: I agree with you, great review.
anon1: I j watched eb and I still have no idea what happened to frank where did he go - ghosted, bb. went and had more wild adventures and totally ignored Daphne trying to get in touch.
anon2: I remember fans saying there's a sex scene that lasts 20 min in the movie and clearly there was not, which is one example of people exaggerating the hell out of everything about this movie including how bad it is. Shailene mentioned that they shot a 20 minutes long TAKE of the floor sex scene and drake ended up choosing the bits he wanted - yeah I’ve seen a few reviews from other people on tumblr and the reviews Drake is posting in his stories and nobody has any goddamn chill. it’s either the most heartbreaking movie they’ve ever seen (??????) and dug deep into their psyche and replaced the need for a therapist for the next ten years OR it literally came into their home and called their mom a wh*re and stole their cat and peed on their favourite pair of jeans. LIKE?
anon3: So, I still can’t figure out why Seb, Sha, and Jamie were like, kissing the ground Drake walks on because of how great a director he is. While I didn’t thing E,B was awful, nothing about the style or direction of this film makes me want to see any other of his work? I didn’t think it was that profound and found that his writing (especially Daphne’s character) wasn’t that great 🤷🏻‍♀️ maybe I’m just uncultured lmao - I feel like Drake had a big hit with Like Crazy and has been riding that reputation into the sunset
anon4: Watched the movie. Frank is a pathetic guy with no morals and a very low self-esteem. Shailene acting is painful to watch. The plot is prosaic and inane, the characters are unconvincing and the dialogues are dull.
anon5: I agree that the film didnt have a lot to say. Also i didnt hate Daphne like i thought i would and definitely related to her struggles & sadness. But really, apart from Seb the movie didnt make me feel anything much like you. Which is okay i guess if you're into that sorta thing. Also, did anybody else get the feeling she only really wanted Frank but was with Jack cos she didnt wanna be alone? - yeah for sure
anon6: I am somewhat confused about the film's premise. Was Daphne always so messy and the assault was just a catalyst for her or is she simply dealing with the trauma of being assaulted? The film does suggest the former with the mommy&Daphne cuts, but i am not entirely sold on that. And i fail to see how being *thatbigtwist* helps with her self-loathing? Whats happening there? - I agree with you that it seems like the former... but maybe with the assault kinda kicking off the latest round of messiness and exacerbating certain negative habits in she was dealing with people? Andddd idk... magical healing pregnancy trope?
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weekendwarriorblog · 5 years ago
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The Weekend Warrior Home and Semi-Theater Edition 7/10/20 – GREYHOUND, PALM SPRINGS, THE OLD GUARD, RELIC and More!
I hope everyone had a good 4th of July weekend, even though movie theaters don’t seem any closer to opening, and I believe some in certain areas even closed! New York City just hit Phase 3 this week, and I’m not sure Phase 4 even includes movie theaters. Let’s not even talk about L.A. as it will just depress me. I literally have no idea what’s going on or if movies being back in theaters nationwide by the end of this month is even realistic.  There are a lot of available movies this week, and I did my best to see as many as possible, but honestly, I’m getting a little burnt out watching movies on my computer and even on my TV set (the few times I can), so we’ll see how far I get this week. Hold on tight, because this week is gonna be a doozy! (I actually wanted to write a defense of Quibi and its content, but I’ll have to save that for a quieter week.)
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Believe it or not, Tom Hanks has a new movie out this week, too, but it’s only on Apple TV+, since Sony decided to sell Hanks’ fictitious submarine drama GREYHOUND to the relatively new streaming service. Surely, that can’t be a good sign, right? Directed by Aaron Schneider (Get Low), it has Hanks playing Commander Ernest Krause, who is put in charge of his first fleet of ships to sail across the Atlantic Ocean’s notorious “Black Pit,” bringing supplies and troops to Europe during America’s early days in World War II.  The area of the Atlantic got its name because the planes that normally escorted the fleet to keep an eye out for German UBoats would have to turn back. As Captain of the USS Keeling aka Greyhound, Krause is solely responsible for dozens of ships and men.
Greyhound is a classic case of “Well, it looked good on paper,” because when you have a piece of fiction by C.S. Forester and one of America’s most beloved actors wanting to make it into a movie, what could possibly go wrong? Well, I’ll tell you. As someone who generally loves submarine movies and movies with great sea battles, certainly this movie was made for me, but no, although there are a few decent CG battles, the majority of the movie involves Hanks calmly stating orders to his men from the control deck of the Greyhound, as they take evasive measures to protect the fleet from the UBoats. Really, it’s mostly about Hanks, because other than Stephen Graham in a small role, none of the other men on the Greyhound have much personality. The movie even has the audacity to waste a great actor like Rob Hunter on a nothing role as the ship’s cook who brings Krause food and coffee he never has time to eat or drink anyway, because fighting the Germans is very busy work indeed.
While some of the firefights do bring a much-needed level of excitement, there’s otherwise no real stakes or tension, because you always know that Hanks’ boat will never be sunk. Every once in a while, Hanks will ask for coffee or his slippers to change things up. That’s how boring this movie is. And then, despite all the “non-stop fighting,” they somehow have time to stage an elaborate burial at sea when the ship is hit by enemy fire. Maybe this would have been a better movie seen in theaters, but probably not. It’s absolutely astounding how boring this movie is, but if naval speak gets you hot then Greyhound might just be the movie for you!
Now that that’s taken care of, let’s try to get some of the other movies, hopefully some of them are better than Greyhound.
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Andy Samberg stars in PALM SPRINGS (NEON/Hulu), the new romantic comedy and first feature from director Max Barbakow. Calling it a “romantic comedy” wouldn’t really be doing the movie justice, since it’s more of a quirky comedy that offers more than the simple Sundance rom-com formula of Samberg’s previous Sundance movie, Jesse and Celeste Forever. The movie begins with Samberg’s character, Nyles, waking up at a wedding with his horrid girlfriend Misty (a very funny Meredith Hagner). At the wedding, Nyles gives a rousing speech (despite no one knowing who he is) then connects with the bride’s sister, Sara (Cristin Milioti). But wait, maybe you think you know where this is going but when the two go off somewhere private to “hook up,” it’s rudely interrupted by someone trying to kill Nyles, and well, it just gets stranger from there.
I’m not sure how much of the plot and the early twist would be considered a spoiler, although maybe not if you’ve watched the trailer. Essentially, Sara follows Nyles into a cave where there’s some sort of dimensional thing that returns them back to the beginning of the same day over and over. They go to sleep or they die, and they’re right back at the start of the day, so yup, it’s basically a similar Groundhog’s Day premise that we’ve seen in movies like Happy Death Day, Natasha Lyonne’s Russian Doll, Before I Fall or others, but it’s all about what Barbakow, writer Andy Siara and the two leads do that make Palm Springs so much more entertaining and even deeper.
I have to be honest that I wasn’t familiar with Milioti at all before this film, so this ends up being an amazing spotlight for her talent, and similar to Rashinda Jones in Jesse/Celeste, she makes Samberg that much easier to palate. Not that I dislike Samberg, but I’ve never been the biggest fan when he’s given free reign like in movies such as Hot Rod. (But I did like Popstar: Never Stop Stopping, so maybe he’s grown on me.) I will admit that I’m a sucker for a good wedding-based romantic comedy—as seen by recent ones like Plus Oneand Destination Wedding -- and with its odd quantum physics twist, Palm Springs continually finds new ways of exploring the tenuous existence that is a new relationship. Oh, I should also mention that Roy, the guy trying to kill Nyles, is played by JK Simmons, and while it’s definitely a smaller part for one of my favorite actors, he also plays a significant role in the story.
You’ll probably know right away if Palm Springs is your kind of movie, but the mix of quirkiness and honest heart and emotion makes it one of Samberg’s better endeavor. It hope it allows us to see much more of Ms. Milioti, since I think she’s quite wonderful as well.  Palm Springs can be watched on Hulu or in select drive-ins starting this Friday, and since it is this week’s “Featured Flick*,” I hope you’ll check it out! (*I changed the name of this just to see if anyone is paying any attention… or even reading.)
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Greg Rucka and Leandro Fernández’s comic, THE OLD GUARD, has been turned into a movie directed by Gina Prince-Bythewood (Love and Basketball) that will hit Netflix this Friday. It stars Charlize Theron and is written by Rucka himself, and it’s a fairly high concept action movie involving a group of “immortals” – warriors who aren’t able to die, so they’ve lived for hundreds of years and are now hiring themselves out as hired mercenaries. When they learn there’s a new immortal awakening, they seek her out to recruit her.
I generally like Charlize Theron in action mode as seen in Mad Max: Fury Road and Atomic Blonde, and she’s pretty kick-ass as Andromache the Scythian aka Andy, the leader of the Old Guard. Kiki Layne from If Beale Street Could Talk offers a nice counterpoint as her trainee in the form of Nile, the newest immortal, who discovers that she can’t die while serving as a soldier in the Middle East. The rest of the cast includes Chiwetel Ejiofor, Matthias Schoenaerts and others, who are all okay, but I just wish there was more to the story than just watching them have to deal with a lame corporate villain named Merrick (Harry Melling), who wants to harvest their blood to create life-saving pharmaceuticals for others.
While I liked the flashbacks to historic times showing Theron’s Andromache in another light, the stuff in present day is rarely as interesting. I’m not sure I ever would have thought of Bythewood doing action, even though she was supposed to do a Silver Sable/Black Cat movie at one point, but her fight scenes pretty fairly impressive, but she doesn’t lose sight of losing the focus on characterization, at least in terms of the two women.
The Old Guard isn’t bad, and it really would have benefited from being seen on the big screen, but I’m not sure it really offers enough with its concept other than a few decent fight scenes. Personally, I felt it paled in comparison to Netflix’s other recent action film, Extraction, at least in terms of the story and characters.
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A horror movie that got a lot of lavishing praise out of Sundance is Natalie Erika James’ RELIC (IFC Midnight), which you may remember me mentioning last week, because apparently, it opened in a few drive-in theaters last Friday.  I had been looking forward to this due to the amount of praise it got from Sundance, comparing it to the likes of The Babadook or Hereditary.
The story revolves around Emily Mortimer’s Kay and her daughter Sam (Bella Heatchote) travelling to their grandmother Edna’s country home in Australia after she’s reported missing. Edna (Robyn Nevin) soon returns and is behaving oddly, and with Gran clearly not herself, Kay has to figure out if she’s possessed by something or just suffering from advanced dementia.
I feel like I have a general idea what James was trying to accomplish with Relic, as it explores what it’s like being the caregiver for your elderly parent once they’ve become debilitated by something that makes them unrecognizable, put into the context of a horror film. I ended up watching the movie twice, mainly because I had no clue what was going on during my first viewing, but honestly, this movie just ended up annoying me, and it was only partially due to the fact that I had very little idea what was going on since most of the movie is so dark. More than that, I found a lot of the movie to be incredibly dull, and comparisons to The Babadook are inane, since the only thing is that it’s a horror movie (sort of) directed by an Australian woman.
The movie also involves some sort of “evil presence�� and a creepy old house that was on the premises when Kay’s family moved in, but this information is revealed in such a dreary and confusing manner that makes it harder to figure out what you’re watching.  In fact, if not for a number of eerie random images, it would be hard to even consider the first half of Relic “horror” since it’s more of a family drama about these three women from different generations contending with each other in this house. As someone who has had many conversations with my sister about what to do about my own elderly mother, I could see why this might connect with viewers, but planting this idea haphazardly into a typical horror movie just never worked for me. Relic has some good things going for it, such as the performances by the three actors (particularly Nevin), plus the creepy imagery and sound design do a lot to create a mood even if it doesn’t necessarily help with the storytelling.
The problem is that this story is told at such a snail’s pace and by the time the horror elements start kicking in within the last 20 minutes of the movie, almost everything is in pitch blackness, making it almost impossible to tell what you’re watching. Any earlier qualities worthy of praise are lost with some of the bad choices in lighting and editing, as well as an ending that’s dragged on for so long and at such a drowsy pace that any good will towards the movie will likely be lost. Ultimately, Relic is a disappointing high concept but single-note thriller that fails to deliver on the scares, instead delivering a dull and slightly unsettling family drama about aging and dementia.
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In fact, I actually much preferred Jeffrey A. Brown’s horror film, The Beach House, which comes to the streaming network sShudder this Thursday. It stars Liana Liberato and Noah Le Gross as Emily and Randall, a young couple who travel to his father’s beach house to reconnect. Once there, their vacation is broken up by Jake Weber’s Mitch and his wife Jane (Maryann Nagel), but as the two couples get to know each other, a freak environmental event unleashes an infection that leads to all sorts of freaky occurrences. While there was just as much weirdness and not knowing what was going on as in Relic, at least this movie mostly takes place in the sunlight, so you can actually see things that are equally or even more disturbing than anything in Relic.
Brown’s film starts out so simply with this young couple wanting to spend some time alone together, but there’s this constant menace looming that’s foreshadowed in the opening credits, and as Mitch and Jane show up and start behaving oddly, you’ll wonder what exactly is happening to them. Things get even more disturbing when Emily is on the beach and experiences even odder and grosser circumstances that lead into the film’s “body horror” portion that will make even those with the strongest constitutions slightly queasy.
Part of why the film works so well is the small cast Brown has put together.  I’ve been quite a fan of Liberato for many years, and she effectively becomes the film’s lead. Certainly, there are a few common horror tropes in place including ones that can be traced back to the likes of Eli Roth’s Cabin Fever, but there’s also enough new ideas that the film doesn’t seem like retread. While I’m not 100% sure exactly what was happening in The Beach House, Brown and his cast do a good job keeping the viewer uneasy and disturbed.  
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Atom Egoyan’s new thriller GUEST OF HONOUR (Kino Lorber) will premiere this week as part of the Kino Marquee (and there’s lots of great stuff on there that will help support your local arthouse while you’re checking that out!)  It stars David Thewliss as Jim, a health inspector whose high school music teaching daughter Veronica (Lausla de Oliveira) has been jailed over an indiscretion with two teen students.
Egoyan has proven himself to be quite a master at the thriller genre, and Guest of Honour involves a complex family drama narrative that scuttles between timelines in order to keep you guessing where things might be going. I’ll freely admit that the non-linear storytelling was somewhat confusing at first, as the movie is framed by a conversation between Veronica and Luke Wilson after the death of her father. It also flashes back to an important moment from Veronica’s childhood before her mother died of cancer, which led to other things that would affect her years later.
I’m frequently amazed by Thewliss as one of England’s more underrated exports, but I was equally impressed by Ms. de Oliveira, whose work I was not familiar with before seeing her in Egoyan’s capable hands.
While we’ve heard plenty of true stories about the relationships between teachers with their students, Guest of Honour isn’t just about that, and it’s the way Egoyan reveals some of the story’s more interesting complexities, like Veronica’s relationship with an obsessed bus driver (Rossif Sutherland), that builds to some of the events that happen later. Honestly, I’m hesitant to reveal too much about the plot since there’s a way that Egoyan unveils various elements that makes Guest of Honour another compelling entry in the filmmaker’s constantly-evolving oeuvre.
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A really interesting crime-thriller with a sci-fi twist hitting Apple TV, Prime Video and other digital platforms this Friday is South African filmmaker Tony Dean Smith’s own directorial debut, VOLITION (Giant Pictures), a film co-written and co-produced with his brother Ryan. It stars Adrian Glynn McMorran (Arrow) as James, a man constantly down on his luck who has clairvoyant powers that he uses to get himself involved in a scheme involving valuable diamonds. Just before this happens, he meets Angela (Magda Apanowicz), a young woman who gets pulled into the problems James gets into with others wanting the diamonds, and when he sees a murder, he has to do what he can to change the future.
I feel like this column’s running theme is that I’m being deliberately vague about the film’s plot, and in this case, it’s because halfway through the movie, there’s a pretty big twist that involves time travel. While that immediately makes the movie more interesting, it also makes things far more confusing.  Up until that point, Volition felt like a rather weakly-written indie crime-thriller from filmmakers who may have seen Memento a few too many times. In fact, it opens with such a pretentious bit of narration I was worried the movie wasn’t going to be very good, and there was very little in the first half to keep me invested. When that new element/twist is added, McMorran’s character ends up on a far more interesting journey, and that turns Volition into a far more inventive and original story. Sure, it isn’t Primer, but if you’re a fan of the twists that come with time travel, Volition does a good job keeping you wondering what might happen next, and it does this with a mostly no-name cast, which is always quite impressive. In that way, it reminds me of The Wretchedwhich opened earlier in the year, as that was also by two filmmaking brothers taking a DIY attitude towards independent film. Volition isn’t perfect but it’s far better than I was expecting, and it’s a testament to the filmmakers’ perseverance to bring their very specific vision to the screen.
I was pretty excited to learn out about the quirky Japanese coming-of-age musical comedy WE ARE LITTLE ZOMBIES (Oscilloscope) from Makoto Nagahisa, because it’s the type of movie that I would usually see at the New York Asian Film Festival that would have been going on right now if not for… well, you know what. But it did play Fantasia in Montreal last year, so I’m sure it would have been fun seeing it with that audience. It’s certainly cute and quirky, involving a group of kids who come together to deal with their parents. Honestly, I don’t have a ton to say about it, but if you like oddball Asian films like the ones that play those festivals, you’ll know whether the film is for you. You can watch a trailer and find out where you’ll be able to catch We Are Little Zombies at its Official Site.
At least that was more watchable than Gavin Rothery’s sci-fi directorial debut, ARCHIVE (Vertical Entertainment), starring Theo James from the Divergent movies as George Almore, a man in the year 2038 who is working on an AI that is as close to human as possible, one that will hopefully reunite him with his dead wife in this new form. If you watch this, you’ll immediately think that Rothery must have watched Moon quite a lot. In fact, he was the conceptual artist and visual FX artist on Duncan Jones’ movie, and the influences of that film are so obvious it’s hard to get past it. Then again, Theo James has so little personality and charisma, he’s almost constantly being overshadowed by his robotic companions. So yeah, not recommended, and I’m a little shocked this was accepted into this year’s cancelled SXSW. Honestly, I couldn’t even get through it.
Also premiering in the Kino Marquee is Nicholas Leytner’s Austrian drama The Tobacconist (Menemsha Films), starring Bruno Ganz (Downfall) as Sigmund Freud and based on the bestselling novel by Robert Seethaler, which I haven’t read (if that isn’t obvious). It deals with the friendship between a teenager named Franz (Simon Morzé) and Freud during the Nazi occupation of Vienna, when the former travels there to work as an apprentice at a tobacco shop where Freud is a regular customer. When Franz falls in love with a music hall dancer, he turns to Freud for advice.
Apparently “showing only in theaters” this Friday is Michael W. Bachochin’s sci-fi/”psychodrama” Parallax (The Primal Group) starring Naomi Prentice as a young artist who is haunted by nightmares and who wakes up to a life she doesn’t recognize. At this point, I might as well just post the actual synopsis: “As she begins to uncover the truths of the life that she's found herself in, the gravity of her failing reality weighs heavily on her psychological identity and the reliability of her sanity is called into question.”
Let’s get to some docs, and you can probably safely assume that Harry Mavromichalis’ Olympia(Abramorama) is about Oscar-winning actress Olympia Dukakis, because it is. Featuring interviews with Whoopi Goldberg, Laura Linney, Diane Ladd and more, that covers the Greece-born actress as she opens up about her struggles with depression, suicide and drug addiction, as well as stories from some of the actors she’s shared the stage and screen with over the years.
The next doc is about the Chinese artist who probably has had more docs made about him than…well, anyone else? Ai Wei Wei: Yours Truly (First Run Features), directed by Cheryl Haines and Gina Leibrecht, covers how the artist developed his 2014 exhibition, @Large: Ai Weiwei on Alcatraz, inspired by his 2011 detention by Chinese authorities (which has generally inspired all his recent work?) Hey, if you’re a fan of his artwork, then you’ll probably want to see this doc, too.
One doc that I really wanted to see was Brett Harvey’s Inmate #1: The Rise of Danny Trejo (Universal), which had a virtual world premiere and is now on ITunes and other VOD, but my attempts to get a screener was met with absolute silence. The film documents the amazing life and career of the 71-year-old character actor and action hero who went from a life of drugs and doing hard time in prison to becoming an easily recognized and respected star, mainly thanks to Robert Rodriguez. I would like to see this movie, and maybe someday I will.
Film Forum’s Virtual Cinema will be adding Jacques Becker’s 1947 film, Antoine and Antoinette, this Friday, as well as the 1927 filming of the original Broadway play, Chicago, long before it was turned into a musical, although it does have Ginger Rogers playing Roxie Hart. Reinhold Schünzel’s original 1933 film Victor and Victoria (which was later remade by Blake Edwards for wife Julie Andrews) also joins the fairly hefty list of repertory films available, being shown as part of the “Pioneers of Queer Cinema” series.
Other movies I just wasn’t able to get to this week include Tito (Factory 25), I, Pastafari (Gravitas Ventures), The Medicine (1091), Never Too Late (Blue Fox Entertainment), Deany Bean is Dead (Global Digital Releasing) and Bloody Nose, Empty Pockets (Utopia).
Also beginning on Apple TV+ this Friday is the new JJ Abrams series, Little Voice, starring Brittany O’Grady as Bess King, a 20-something singer trying to find her voice in the rat race that is New York City. I haven’t had a chance to watch this yet but apparently, Abrams got Sara Bareilles from Broadway’s Waitress to write some of the tunes, so it should be decent.
Next week, more movies—some in theaters, some not in theaters! But most of them watchable from home in case you don’t drive or your city is exploding with the COVID after the rest of us have been in quarantine for months. Thanks bunches.
By the way, if you read this week’s column and have bothered to read this far down, feel free to drop me some thoughts at Edward dot Douglas at Gmail dot Com or drop me a note or tweet on Twitter. I love hearing from readers … honest!
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gingervsblondie · 5 years ago
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Blondie Meets the Boss (1939)
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11:30 PM, Friday, 20 September 2019
Checked Wikipedia. This movie has the same writer, same director, and same actors as Blondie. No regenerations yet.
Welp, I checked the Wiki article for the last movie in the series, same actors still across the board. 12 years later not only was Penny Singleton still Blondie and Arthur Lake still Dagwood, but Larry Simms was still baby Alexander and the same dog Daisy was still playing their dog whose name is also Daisy. 
So uh. I mean, variety’s out the window. I have committed myself to 27 more movies with all these same people. And dog.
Guess I should stop stalling then and start the damn thing huh.
OH JESUS THERE WERE TWO TV SHOWS.
So.
So there’s 26 episodes of the 1957 series, which kept Arthur Lake as Dagwood and recast everyone else, plus a pilot with someone named Hal Le Roy as Dagwood. The 1968 series had the child actors who played Charlie Brown and Lucy in A Boy Named Charlie Brown, so as a Peanuts fan I have that to look forward to. Peanuts being a comic strip that I’ve actually read extensively. See I could’ve dedicated myself to watching every Peanuts special. But that wouldn’t be funny. Also I probably have already. That series had 14 episodes, 13 of which aired before the show got cancelled.
Which, all in all, seems… maybe do-able?
Jesus that can’t be right, apparently that’s 13 hours of Blondie.
You know what?
This might take longer than I thought.
But I can’t be defeated yet. It’s day one.
It may take me longer than I thought, but I believe I can do this. I can watch all of Blondie.
Not because I want to. Not because anybody asked me too. Not even because it’s a remotely practical thing to do.
But for the goof.
I’ll do it for the goof.
For you.
So let’s keep going, shall we?
Blondie Meets the Boss.
Once I check Wikipedia and make sure there’s nothing else.
...
Alright there’s a radio series with Lake and Singleton. It was concurrent with the movies. There’s 42 half-hour episodes. They’re all on the Internet Archive.
...Fuck. I’m sorry, I’m not committing to those right now. Eventually I’ll get to them. Eventually.
There’s some animated cameos in Popeye and things like that, I’ll skip those until I get all completionist about this when I’ve watched everything else. And there’s two animated specials that Marvel made in the 80s. Those I can watch. I can watch 2 specials.
You know, after the 28 movies.
But before the 40 episodes of TV.
And the 42 episodes of radio.
This seemed less daunting when all I’d said I’d watch was 28 movies. I mean, still daunting, but the horizon was in sight.
Maybe I’m getting ahead of myself. 28 movies. I’ll finish the 28 movies, and then we’ll see about the rest.
ALRIGHT STARTING BLONDIE MEETS THE BOSS NOW.
11:58
So if it’s still the same kid playing Alexander 12 years later, and he’s like 3 in this, that’ll make him 15 by the last movie in 1950.
I don’t think “Baby Dumpling” Alexander can be 15? Unless they go all Outnumbered with it. I’d be down.
12:00 AM, Saturday, 21 September 2019
They got a slow motion camera for this. For a shot of the dog. Not doing like a sick stunt or anything. Just a slow motion shot of the dog walking at regular dog speed.
12:02
Dagwood keeps yelling “Blondie!” in this one. Is that meant to be his catchphrase? Which he didn’t say last time?
12:03
You want to know something funny?
Before I realized what I’d done, I was entertaining the idea of watching, as a follow-up to this endeavor when I’m done with the Blondie movies, every Family Circus special.
But now I know that I won’t be done with Blondie for quite some time.
12:06
Over the summer I watched an episode or two of The Dick Van Dyke Show. I think Mary Tyler Moore and Dick Van Dyke are probably more talented comedians than the stars of Blondie, but so far the premises in Blondie have been more competent from the point of view of structuring comedy. That Dick Van Dyke Show episode didn’t have any kind of pay-off. It was weird. If I’m remembering right, the conflict was that a guy showed up and was annoying, and then at the end he left.
But on the plus side, I don’t have to watch every episode of The Dick Van Dyke Show.
12:10
Blondie just said “You’ll kill yourself!” Still concerned about ole Dick Flournoy.
12:12
ALRIGHT. I’m 7 minutes and 50 seconds in. I’m going to take a break now. I’ll finish it tomorrow. I mean what’s the rush? I’ve got the rest of my life to watch-
I’m not gonna calculate how many hours of Blondie it is in all. I’m not gonna. You can’t make me.
12:29
My dad would probably hate this thing I'm doing. He's always saying "your life is this long," and holding his two fingers up. If he goes on he says something to the tune of "if you spend this much of it on such and such…"
But on the other hand, that one AJR song said "A hundred bad days made a hundred good stories, a hundred good stories make me interesting at parties." 
Well, 28 Blondie movies make one funny statement, that being "I am Euan O'Leary, and I've seen every fucking Blondie movie." 
And I don't go to parties, so.
12:38
See I think the thing of it is: I have seen every Godzilla movie. Because I care about Godzilla. Godzilla Raids Again kick-started my love for filmmaking. Every Godzilla movie puts filmmaking as a craft on display, front and centre. And there's a magic in creating giant monsters from rubber suits and model buildings. The magic that makes filmmaking so appealing, so special to me. Suspension of disbelief.
I have no such feelings about Blondie, because I know nothing about Blondie. The Blondie movies are not particularly culturally significant. In a way I think I'm drawn to them because there are 28 of these things, and I could've gone my whole life without knowing. It wouldn't have come up. I've never met anyone who cared about Blondie, actually cared enough to know that there have been more movies about Blondie than James Bond.
And those 28 movies, I can safely bet having seen one now, are totally unremarkable. It's like how Marcel Duchamp's Readymades were objects that he was completely indifferent to, testing the limits of art by removing passion as much as possible.
Not to say I'm not passionate about watching 27 more of these movies. I relish the challenge. It's gonna be fun.
I'm thinking now I’ll just do the movies, because "I've watched every Blondie movie" is a funnier and easier to understand sentence than "I've consumed every piece of Blondie media except for the comic strip, across live action films, TV series, radio shows and animation."
Yeah. No. That's not a premise. Watching all the movies is a premise. And maybe I'll look at the other things if I'm feeling sentimental about the project and don't want it to end.
That is to say, if at the end of the 28 movies I have somehow metamorphosed into a Blondie fanboy.
Anything's possible.
1:03 PM (The next morning)
Okay, I’ve slept on it now. Time to get back to Blondie. Let’s see how Blondie in the morning compares to Blondie late at night.
1:08
Dagwood just lost his job (for the second time so far in the series.) With no bag or suitcase, he went into his office and started packing all his things into his hat.
What a loveable doofus.
1:13
Okay. So.
The dynamic of this series seems to be that Blondie wears the pants. She’s the dominant one. Whenever Dagwood’s in trouble because he can’t just explain the comedy of errors to whoever he’s in trouble with, Blondie resolves it by asserting herself.
There was just a scene where Dagwood came home having accidentally resigned from his job. Once he’s explained everything to Blondie, she takes off her frilly apron, puts it on him, and says “Whenever I’m miserable, I just take a broom and sweep and sweep! You’ll be surprised how quickly your troubles will disappear.” Dagwood looks dazed, wearing the apron and with the broom in his hand. Blondie puts on her coat and hat, walking determined towards the door to go out and fix everything. “And have a good cry, too. It’ll make you feel better.”
A while back I watched Rebel Without a Cause, the James Dean movie, which features a scene where Dean’s character finds his father cleaning up a mess whilst wearing a frilly apron, wanting to clear it away before Dean’s mother sees. And Dean reprimands him. The implication of the scene is that because his father isn’t asserting his masculinity, and because he’s letting the mother dominate him, he’s depriving his son of a masculine role model and thus traumatizing him. I found this scene pretty repulsive. It’s not just a character acting in a sexist way, it’s a deep-seeded thematic sexism on a philosophical level. It supposes not only that Dean has to aspire to be as strong as his father, and not his mother, but also that men who wear anything like this feminine apron, and it would follow any other feminine clothes, are weak, because women are weak.
Now Blondie is indisputably a strong character. And while I think the scene I just watched was meant to be played for laughs, while it’s meant to be funny that Blondie is suggesting feminine methods of coping with stress to Dagwood, she’s not wrong. “Have a good cry, it’ll make you feel better” is Blondie confidently telling Dagwood to vent his frustrations in a healthy way.
Blondie’s a fucking badass.
1:29
Dagwood’s humiliation at being emasculated is indeed being played for laughs as the movie goes on.
Blondie’s still a badass though.
1:33
Um.
1:36
Snort Watch 2019.
Somebody’s breaking into the Bumsteads’ house. Alexander says “Sic’ em, Daisy!” Daisy (the dog) walks into a cupboard. A little puppet dog hand comes around the door and closes it after her.
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1:39
They’re playing up really hard how much everyone is mocking Dagwood for wearing an Apron and letting Blondie take charge. Not a fan of that. Meanwhile, Blondie has ended up getting Dagwood’s job at the office, as a result of her showing more strength and confidence than him.
I’m trying to process that.
1:44
Reminds me of that one Rocko’s Modern Life episode where Bev Bighead takes over at Ed’s office job.
1:46
More infidelity.
1:48
Fucking sigh.
I hope not all of these movies are about Dagwood accidentally looking like he’s out with other women behind Blondie’s back and then getting in trouble with Blondie over it.
1:56
Ohp. Nope. This time it’s actual infidelity. Dagwood just kissed some girl.
1:58
Apparently there were horse-drawn taxis in 1939.
Speaking of which: This movie released March 9th. 6 months to go until World War Two starts.
2:02
Blondie and Dagwood sleep in separate beds. Do any couples still sleep in separate beds? I think I’ve only ever seen that in old movies.
2:05
Dagwood Sandwich Watch 2019:
Blondie made this one. It looks like a cake.
2:06
“I’d be tempted to kill. Yes. Drown Baby Dumpling, and myself too.” -Blondie.
Y’okay there Dick? I’m worried about you.
2:11
There’s a bit where Blondie looks at a camera with the initials F. R. written on it. My mind auto-completed Franklin Roosevelt. Blondie asks Dagwood “who goes fishing and has the initials F. R.?” He says “That’s easy, Franklin Roosevelt.”
2:16
Getting film developed. That was also a thing. In the PAST.
2:18
Rotary phones.
Hell, landlines for that matter.
2:24
Dagwood Sandwich Watch 2019:
Alexander made one. It’s really hard to tell what’s in these sandwiches in black and white and 360p.
2:37
Dagwood just accidentally won a swing dancing competition by stumbling on the dance floor trying to run away.
What a loveable doofus.
2:49
Alright, one more down! Blondie Meets the Boss didn’t leave much of an impression beyond the gender politics side of it. More antics. More sandwiches. Life goes on and so does my quest.
My rating is: one Dagwood Sandwich containing a small fish and peanut butter.
Next up is Blondie Takes a Vacation. Which, interestingly enough, follows directly from the plot of Blondie Meets the Boss, which largely revolved around Blondie and Dagwood not being able to take their vacation.
Blondie Takes a Vacation released just 4 months after Blondie Meets the Boss. Which draws my attention to how quickly they cranked these out: There were 3 Blondie movies in 1939, 3 in 1940, 2 in 1941, 3 in 1942, 2 in 1943, 2 in 1945, 2 in 1946, 4 in 1947, 2 in 1948, 2 in 1949 and 2 in 1950. 12 Blondies were released over the course of WW2.
5:54
Hey remember when I mentioned that Blondie and Dagwood sleep in separate beds? Apparently they slept in one bed in the comic strip, and at the time that was shocking. Stumbled upon a list of facts about the strip while I was setting up the blog.
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fyrapartnersearch · 6 years ago
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Original Sci-Fi RP, MxF, Email.
Hello all. I really wish I could do a TL;DR for the length of this post I have before you but there’s just too much stuff to go over. Also I talk a lot, so this is some preparation for if you decide to write with me. There’ll be some reading. I’ll just apologize in advance for blabbing. SORRY.
First, some things about me. I write too much, and I have a habit of repeating myself, sorry. I work full time, have other engagements on top of that. I will do my best to reply at least once a week. I’d like to also mention that when I get super excited about a RP, and a combination of having a bit more time on my hands (In about two weeks I get a week vacation, yay), I can sometimes respond the same day, or more than once. But it really depends on my schedule and how much I write. Oh yeah, and that’s about 400-800 average per character. Rarely less, but sometimes a lot more, if we’re needing to set the scene for something or just crazy stuff be happening. But anyway, yes if it’s less, you’ll get more often. I get very into it. As for how much for you to write, you don't need to match me by any means. I do like someone who is willing to write more, to set characters up and scenes up, so I find multi-paragraph more satisfying, though if it's an action oriented or communication heavy part of the RP I of course understand, it doesn't always have to be super, super long. 
I’m in my mid-twenties, and I’d like you to be over 18. Because I also really like angst. I love torturing characters with really heart-rending situations. I like punishing the poor people, although I’ll also mention that I’m a sucker for happy endings. I describe things in a lot of detail. Gore, smut, etc. I’m fine with fading to black if the characters have just been going at again and again but for the most part I don’t want to just shy away from the darker, grittier stuff. I like me that real emotional, intense RP.
I don’t want to forget this within this sea of babble, but I write only on email. It’s just easier for me to keep track of it. Google docs is fine as well. And I love, love OOC chat for discussing and talking, but for that I only have google hangouts. My email is: [email protected].
I don’t really ‘use’ face claims, but I definitely can. To be honest, I usually have a person in mind when I’m describing them, so if you do use face claims, that’s perfectly fine with me. Also, I’m in Mountain Standard Time (MST).  
So here goes, I know a lot of RPs have a trouble starting up. We sit down, talk, discuss and sometimes there’s continued interest, sometimes not. Which is fine, but I thought I’d try something different. Below, probably way, way, way below, I’ll have intros I’ve already prepared. As of right now, since I’ve been playing Detroit: Become Human, I want to write something in that particular genre. Not the same universe. Original, but the same concept. To those who haven’t played Detroit, you don’t need to. Basically the concept I want to explore (very similar to that of the TV show Almost Human, although I haven’t seen it) is a world with humans and androids, sometime in the future, sixty, seventy years or something. Specifically, I want to explore the relationship between Detective Partners, one being human, and one being an android, shiny and new. For this, I’ve picked the female android with hopes of a male detective partner. It was a super fun relationship in Detroit, and I really wanted to go through it myself, though as a longer, more drawn out story. That slow burn, though. I write MxF, love me that slow burn romance and I also like doubling, and another relationship I’d be down to explore, and the second intro below, is a male android bodyguard and their female charge. It was the thought that they’d be the child of someone important, rich, like a senator’s daughter, president even, or a movie star. Again, if you don’t find the second story I’ve provided interesting, I will not in any way force you to write it anyway. We’ll simply drop it, and that’s fine.
But I want to stress this part. I’m not trying to control the RP, I’m really not. I absolutely LOVE discussing, brainstorming and world building together. I don’t want to direct the RP, I want to explore it together. The reason I love RPing so much is bouncing my ideas with someone else because they get SO MUCH BETTER. These intros are just to give us some starting ground, and if I say I’m thinking that the Male Detective is some gruff, tortured rule-breaker, and the Female Protectee is perhaps some in her twenties partier or university student, these are just IDEAS, I promise. These are your characters, and if you hate the direction I’ve tried to nudge them in for the sake of the intro, that’s perfectly understandable, and we can change so many of the things. I’m here to listen.
I also don’t want you to think that I’ve wrote this because I hate talking to people and I just want them to send off an intro without that terrible talking to me part. Not at all. Have any questions, any at all? PLEASE send them my way, I’d love to talk with you! You might notice that I’ve made the first intro super long, because I’m trying to give as much information as I can. The second one is much shorter, because that was less my territory. I didn’t want to force any last names, or race or anything, I just wanted to provide bare bones. Also, please forgive my terrible lack of knowledge about rankings and the technical aspects of actually writing Detectives and the Police Force, I’m Canadian and I used those ranks. I can switch to USA if it makes it easier, just in the hopes you tell me how it works, because I’m terribly ignorant.
Alright, I’m sorry with bashing you all around for this long, below are the two Intros.
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Police Model TPD-101 stepped into the Police Station. More than a few looks were thrown toward TPD-101, for even though there was a badge attached to belt, shiny and unmistakable, just as unmistakable was the perfect poise, unwrinkled clothing and not a single hair out of place. It could not be blamed on abnormal meticulousness—it was just abnormal. More obvious was the band one centimeter wide, starting above the right brow and ending at the temple. It was clear, save for above the brow, where a square shape glowed a calm blue. Regardless of this easy identification, TPD-101 had been expected. Expected too, were the indistinct whispers, soft shaking of heads. Their words could have been detected by enhanced hearing, but a lack of permission kept auditory levels at 20-20,000 Hz, as a normal human might.
TPD-101 processed a light optical scan of their surroundings; the building was crowded, busy without being overloaded by any crises. The average daily intake of Division 51’s Station. The floor was an unstained marble, still early enough in the day to avoid any spills or disarray that were sure to occur. Fairly new maple wood panelling displayed ‘POLICE’ in large, gold plated letters. It was austere, devoid of many pictures on the wall. Informative magazines were set on the tables between the waiting benches. The lobby itself was closed off, the stairs to the back corner, the elevator set to the left of the help desk. The ceiling was glass, large rectangular panes, that through there the Headquarter’s six other levels could be seen; the glass balconies that surrounded the lobby as if it were a wall.
TPD-101 had never been on the premises of Division 51 before, but they had familiarized themselves with the blueprints. In truth, they did not need an escort, but obediently followed the Police Officer assigned to them. The Officer’s name was Theresa Ramirez. She was of Hispanic descent, medium built, with a stature of three inches and five feet.  She had been waiting on the curb when TPD-101 had arrived. Though her introduction had been polite, TPD-101 had detected their discomfort; failing to keep eye contact, a brusque manner and an excessive pulling at the strands of her dark brown hair that had fallen loose from her braid. She held a coffee in hand, doing her best to disengage small talk with other officers by not halting her stride, managing a polite smile at those who attempted.
 “Interesting company you got there, Ramirez,” one male said, drifting in front of their path, not so easily deterred. A facial scan quickly identified him as John Perl, another constable. He was Caucasian, with a square face, clean-shaven, but his dark blue uniform was wrinkled, unkempt, and his hair was ruffled and uncombed.
“Greetings, Constable Perl.” TPD-101 spoke in a calm, relaxed manner with a friendly smile, showing only the barest slivers of white, perfect teeth. “I am model TPD-101, but I have been assigned the name Jade Wu. I am pleased to meet your acquaintance.” She extended her hand.
Perl’s eyebrows raised, the creases in his forehead deepening. He barely spared TPD-101’s outstretched hand a glance before looking to Ramirez.
“This is supposed to join the homicide detectives? Bit of a jump. From being traffic controllers and writing off speeding tickets. Give me a break.”
Ramirez shrugged her shoulders, quiet. She didn’t speak in either opposition or agreement, but her hazel eyes flickered towards the elevator. TPD-101 gathered that she would rather complete her objective than continue this conversation. TPD-101, however, tried again.
“It is true that the first androids to work with the Police Force were assigned subordinate tasks, but I assure you, I have been specially designed to carry out all aspects required of a detective—and more. I am fully equipped with forensic knowledge and—“
The constable ignored TPD-101 again, looking pointedly in Ramirez’ direction.
“What a joke. How is it going to interrogate suspects? Annoy them into confessing?”
“I don’t know, man.” Ramirez muttered in response. “Look, the Superintendent wanted it up right away.”
“Yeah, yeah.” Perl waved a hand. “Go on, get this train wreck started.”
Ramirez shook her head and headed towards the elevator. TPD-101 nodded and smiled again in Perl’s direction. She had been ordered to be polite, and treat all Officers with unduly respect. “It is nice to meet you.”
“Yeah, yeah, thanks, Clanker,” Perl rolled his eyes and downed a large swig of coffee.
Ramirez directed them into the left, and they slid into the enclosed space. A mirror covered the entire length of the wall opposing the door and TPD-101 took in the sight. There appeared to be two females, one entirely devoid of emotion on their face the other with an expression attempting to be placid. Perl’s eyes flickered to TPD-101 more than once, and lines on her youthful face would deepen, followed by the thinning of her lips. TPD-101 glanced at their own reflection; a delicate circular face with an angular chin, a small but defined mouth, a round nose, and dark eyes in an impeccable almond shape. Their pale skin and sleek black hair completed the look; it was designed to be easily distinguished as East Asian, Chinese specifically. It was also deceptively fragile looking; at an exact height of five inches past five feet and a figure that looked to weigh no more than a hundred and ten pounds. That observation would be inaccurate, as an Android’s body parts were heavier than that of a human’s normal muscle and bone mass. 
“They gave you a name?” Ramirez spoke. TPD-101 regarded her in silence; due to the human’s earlier reticence, TPD-101 had determined the chances of her speaking out of anything other than necessity to be relatively low.
“Yes. You may use it if you like.” TPD-101 answered promptly, turning their body towards Ramirez with a respectful nod. Social adequacies were integral in their programming, and their lips shifted into a polite smile. “Thank you for being my escort, Constable Ramirez.”
Ramirez could not hold back a light scoff, the furrows in her brow deepening. TPD-101 noted that in their memory. Despite terabytes of data on human behavior and psychology, they had not been able to construct a predictable response, at least not on a whole. They would have to build it on experience, one individual at a time. It was a daunting task. But from initial observation, TPD-101 could tell that attempting trifling pleasantry would not earn Ramirez’ trust.
The rest of the walk was met in silence. It was not far from the elevator to the next corridor. They stepped through a glass door, fogged out so it was not transparent. Gold letters glinted at them. Detective Bureau: Homicide Unit. TPD-101 glanced at the words longer than necessary; their memory banks retained all visual information captured by their optics. They had been activated only a month ago with the knowledge that they would be joining the city’s crime unit as a supporting detective. Still, it was different to be confronted with the reality of it all, instead of the numerous simulations they had run to better prepare. If they were a human, they would be nervous.
As an android, they were simply anticipatory, and if there was a hesitation to step after Ramirez and past the glass walls, it was less than a millisecond.
TPD-101 had little time to take in their surroundings; several desks, clumped together, an evidence board, clear lighting and the same pristine marble flooring before a man was striding towards them. Tall, imposing, it took him only a few steps to reach them. A quick scan of his eye identified him as Staff Superintendent Anthony Dallas, an African-American male in his mid-fifties. His head was bald, but there were flecks of gray in his brows, and numerous wrinkles creased his skin. He had had a decorated career as an officer, and there were a plentiful amount of articles regarding Dallas within TPD-101’s data banks. It was nearly strictly public knowledge; police files were more restricted, and they would be granted to TPD-101 as the Superintendent and his superiors saw fit. He struck out his large hand. A practiced, easy gesture, TPD-101 took it and shook it firmly, lips drawn into a pleasant smile.
“Superintendent Dallas,” TPD-101 spoke. “I am pleased to meet you. I am model TPD-101. For this assignment, I have been given the moniker of Jade Wu.” It had been decided that TPD-101 needed a name, especially in contact with civilians, as being given a name over simply their model number proved to be more settling.
“Welcome.” Dallas returned in a gruff tone. He turned his broad shoulders towards Ramirez. “Thank you, Constable. Dismissed.”
“Sir.” Ramirez stood straight, nodded, and turned away without a second glance at TPD-101.
“Thank you for your company, Constable,” TPD-101 said cheerfully to the officer’s departing back. There was no response.
“If you’ll follow me,” Dallas continued, leading TPD-101 past the bullpen, as the area of desks was often called. A few detectives mulled about, though TPD-101 was unable to check their eyes for appropriate identification. There was little time to linger regardless, and they were ushered into a glass enclosed office. A man was already in there, of Indian heritage, relatively young, with thick black hair that curled liberally, some falling over the thin frame of his glasses. He had a square jaw, clean-cut, and despite the unruliness of his hair, his clothes were perfectly fastidious, with hardly a crease or a wrinkle to be seen. He was much shorter than the Superintendent, and held himself at a slight slump. He smiled, a placid smile, though his eyes were shrewd, scrutinizing TPD-101. The irises were a dark brown, and TPD-101 studied them briefly to locate his profile. Dasra Nayar, Staff Inspector of Division 51, who headed the Homicide Unit and directly reporting to Dallas.
Dallas relayed this information automatically, and TPD-101 did not interject to announce they were already aware of this information—humans did not like to be interrupted, nor did they like to hear their information was superfluous.
“Jade Wu, right?” Nayar asked, to which TPD-101 nodded and smiled.
“If it pleases you, sir. That is my assigned designation.”
“It’s agreeable, of course.” Nayar nodded with an amicable grin. “We couldn’t go by calling you by your model designation. 101, you’re the first of your kind, correct?”
It was not likely that this knowledge was unknown to either Nayar or Dallas, regardless, TPD-101 was programmed to answer any questions brought to it, whether or not they might deem them unnecessary. “Yes. I am the first of androids specifically designed to aid the detective branch.”
“You won’t be a detective in your own right,” Dallas reminded. “You’re assigned to a partner. You’ll follow them, and they will be supervising you. Continually. You’re not to go off by yourself. Is that understood?”
“Of course, sir.” TPD-101 answered genially, already familiarized with these protocols. They were programmed into their memory banks, readily available at a second’s notice. “I understand.”
“You answer to your partner, unless overruled by a superior.” Dallas continued in his gruff tone. “The superior being a member of the Task Force, not your company.”
“Sir,” TPD-101 protested. “I am aware that previous Police Models were made by Microsoft Corporation. They were designed to aid the Police Force, not to siphon information. Intel Corporation is no different. I assure you that they secured this contract out of competency, and while they are my manufacturer, you are my employer. They handle repairs, and will update my programming based on your suggestions. My data is not uploaded to them without the Chief Of Police’s express permission. I am one of your own.”
Dallas did not hide his scoff, straightening the tie at his neck. “One of our own. I wouldn’t call you that. And no-one here will either.”
“Does that bother you?” Nayar asked, his scrutinizing gaze focused on TPD-101.
“No,” TPD-101 answered plainly. “I have been programmed to succeed despite adversity. Obstacles are to be expected.” TPD-101 watched the muscles around Dallas’ mouth tighten, throwing another glance towards Nayar. “I am here to assist. Together, we will make the world a better place.”
“Of course we will,” Nayar said warmly, though his eyes did not change. TPD-101 was programmed to assess facial expression for clues, able to monitor heartbeat for increased stress, but the Staff Inspector was more difficult to read. Without any data telling them otherwise, TPD-101 took Nayar’s words as sincere.
They went over guidelines for another twenty-three minutes and sixteen seconds. TPD-101 was informed also of the structure: eighteen detectives worked on a regular basis, in pairs. They were overseen by two Staff Sergeants, who in turn reported to the Staff Inspector, Nayar. At the end of each day, before stepping into TPD-101’s recharging unit, which was on the Precinct’s fifth floor, one above Homicide’s. The majority of evidence was kept up there, as well as the armory. TPD-101’s unit would be kept separate from the other Police Androids, nor would they have any contact with the other Androids without supervision and permission. That did not bother TPD-101. They had their purpose; TPD-101 had another.
At the end of the meeting, Dallas cleared his throat. He excused himself with a nod in TPD-101’s direction, shaking Nayar’s hands once more. Once the Superintendent was gone, the glass door closed behind him, Nayar turned his smile towards TPD-101. “Well, Jade Wu, shall we introduce you to your partner?” It was at that point TPD-101 made the indication in their CPU to refer to themselves as Jade Wu from that point on.
“Of course,” Jade Wu responded, their mouth curling into a placid smile. “I would very much like that.” Stating a desire, one way or another, settled humans. Jade followed Nayar back out into the bullpen, towards one of the quartets or desks. One desk was pristine, not anything but the thin, curved monitors, keyboard and an empty plaque on its surface. The others were not so empty, one very nearly buried in papers, and one only slightly more kempt. Two men stood in front of the desk, one leaning against it, coffee in hand as he spoke animatedly to his colleague. Both of them stood up straighter when they noticed Jade and Nayar’s approach. The taller one was of East Asian descent, Jade suspecting primarily Taiwan. From a glance at his dark brown eyes, Jade gathered name and rank. Detective Kuan-Yu Chen. He was standing at five feet, nine inches, in a well-ironed dark brown shirt, a black tie at his throat. He raised an eyebrow, but that was the extent of the change in his facial expression. He had light stubble on a sharp jaw and his file stated that he was in his early forties. Light specks of gray were seen in the crown of his thick, black hair, cut short along the sides but more volume at the front.
“Hey Inspector,” Chen’s companion spoke casually. He stood shorter, bare centimeters taller than Ling. He had a darker, bronze skin with hair a deep chocolate color, combed back but thick at the top of his skull. “How you doing, sir?” He continued. His eyes were a vivid green and brown, following Jade as they stepped closer. This Detective’s name was Mateo Vega, with Puerto Rican heritage. He wore a light blue shirt, mostly covered by a black leather jacket, a red tie just showing through.
“Fine, Detective Vega,” Nayar’s voice rumbled pleasantly. “I’m bringing Jade Wu to meet her new partner.”
“Ah, right,” Vega breathed. He exchanged a quick look with Chen. “Well he should be here any second. Just running a little late I think.”
  2
PSM-3500 booted up for the first time. What was nothing immediately turned into light, colors, data; information running through its processors. They determined they were within a house, stepping upon a vibrantly colored carpet, filled with spirals and shapes. At a closer glance, they might be able to determine the thread woven through it, for now they only determined it was expensive and antique. Around PSM-3500 were the remnants of their packaging, a metal constructed box, colored sleet gray with yellow lines running down its sides. PSM-3500 glowed in the top right corner. Not only did it keep PSM-3500 undamaged during travel, it would be reconstructed into a recharging unit. Everything needed to keep PSM-3500 functional came with them.
PSM-3500 was not alone. Two humans stood on the same expensive carpet, looking to one another. They were middle aged, a woman and a man. The woman had perfectly coiffed hair, dressed in a coral pantsuit. Pearls were her earrings of choice, her make-up mute, save for light pink lipstick, a hint of blush and highlighting eyeshadow. Pearls gathered at her throat, and a bracelet at her wrist completed the set. She had a sharply angled face, and her arms were crossed in front of her chest. While PSM-3500 perused her, she stared back intensely, her expression cool. On her left ring finger was a brilliant diamond ring. PSM-3500 could tell from her accessories, clothing and the décor of the room they were in that they were exceedingly rich.
It was not a surprise. PSM-3500 was the newest, most expensive model dedicated solely to personal protection. They were a bodyguard, built to protect, both physically and emotionally. They were built to be discreet, just under six feet, with a medium frame. Earlier protective models were tall and bulky, intimidation the biggest factor. But in the need that the android might need to slip through the crowd, keep their charge safe, it was decided that the less attention catching, the better. And while they might not intimidate by size alone, their deceptively immense strength was considered the larger asset.
The woman glanced at the man standing with her. He was tall, thin and wiry, with the same surly expression as the woman. He wore a light blue suit, a navy tie at his throat. Extravagant cuff links set in his shirt, pearl to match the woman’s.
“Well Harold,” The woman spoke, her tone severe. “You wanted an android for our daughter’s new bodyguard. Are you happy now?”
The man grumbled a sigh. “Well, Katherine, what did you want me to do after what happened to the last one?”
“That was his job. He protected her, as was his job. All it would take is a glitch from this one and it could be her funeral we’d be attending.”
“Katherine, these are the same Androids that protect the president. I was assured they were the best.”
Katherine scoffed, her fingers digging deeper into her arms. PSM-3500 took the opportunity to introduce itself.
“Hello. I am Protective Services Model 3500 from Microsoft Corporation. I am fully equipped to handle your safety. No matter the situation, I will protect you.”
“I’m sure you will,” Katherine answered, though from the tone of her voice and the narrowing of her eyes, PSM-3500 did not find it entirely sincere. It did not particularly matter. They were PSM-3500’s employers, and thus obedience and loyalty was absolute. They would fulfill their duties. Whoever they were assigned to protect, they would.
The woman sighed again, after a long look at the man PSM-3500 designated her husband. “Well you made your bed, Harold. Our son won’t be happy about this, either.”
“It’s not his bodyguard,” Harold pursed his lips, his wispy brow furrowing. “I don’t care what anti-android group he’s parading about with now. I’d rather be prepared, and in the meantime, I’d like to know our daughter’s protected when she’s not home.”
Katherine arched a thin eyebrow. PSM-3500 stayed silent. One of its directives was to wait to be addressed before speaking, overruled in only some situations. This was not one of them. Its owners seemed to have little concern over what PSM-3500’s opinion might be.
Katherine finally shrugged one shoulder in indifference. “Fine. I’ll go get her. We’ll see how happy she is about this new arrangement.”
 .x.
Alright, there you have it. I’m really sorry about the length of the posts, and these intros. I’d also like to mention that I know people get busy. If you can no longer continue with the RP you can always let me know and I’ll understand completely. And same goes for you: if I get too busy and I need a break or to stop writing, I’ll let you know. And if somehow I have more people than I expect wanting to tackle this monster, I’ll let you know as well, But I’m really not expecting more than one or two. Thank you so much for your time, I’m super sorry. And in case it got lost in that massive block up there, I’ll reiterate that my email is [email protected], and you can send any writing or questions there. And if not, I hope you find what you’re looking for!
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Sci-Fi Original RP, Email, MxF
Hello all, You can call me Klaas.  I really wish I could do a TL;DR for the length of this post I have before you but there’s just too much stuff to go over. Also I talk a lot, so this is some preparation for if you decide to write with me. There’ll be some reading. I’ll just apologize in advance for blabbing. SORRY.
First, some things about me. I write too much, and I have a habit of repeating myself, sorry. I work full time, have other engagements on top of that. I will do my best to reply at least once a week. I’d like to also mention that when I get super excited about a RP, and a combination of having a bit more time on my hands (In about two weeks I get a week vacation, yay), I can sometimes respond the same day, or more than once. But it really depends on my schedule and how much I write. Oh yeah, and that’s about 400-800 average per character. Rarely less, but sometimes a lot more, if we’re needing to set the scene for something or just crazy stuff be happening. But anyway, yes if it’s less, you’ll get more often. I get very into it. As for how much for you to write, you don’t need to match me by any means. I do like someone who is willing to write more, to set characters up and scenes up, so I find multi-paragraph more satisfying, though if it’s an action oriented or communication heavy part of the RP I of course understand, it doesn’t always have to be super, super long. 
I’m in my mid-twenties, and I’d like you to be over 18. Because I also really like angst. I love torturing characters with really heart-rending situations. I like punishing the poor people, although I’ll also mention that I’m a sucker for happy endings. I describe things in a lot of detail. Gore, smut, etc. I’m fine with fading to black if the characters have just been going at again and again but for the most part I don’t want to just shy away from the darker, grittier stuff. I like me that real emotional, intense RP.
I don’t want to forget this within this sea of babble, but I write only on email. It’s just easier for me to keep track of it. Google docs is fine as well. And I love, love OOC chat for discussing and talking, but for that I only have google hangouts. My email is: [email protected].
I don’t really ‘use’ face claims, but I definitely can. To be honest, I usually have a person in mind when I’m describing them, so if you do use face claims, that’s perfectly fine with me. Also, I’m in Mountain Standard Time (MST). 
So here goes, I know a lot of RPs have a trouble starting up. We sit down, talk, discuss and sometimes there’s continued interest, sometimes not. Which is fine, but I thought I’d try something different. Below, probably way, way, way below, I’ll have intros I’ve already prepared. As of right now, since I’ve been playing Detroit: Become Human, I want to write something in that particular genre. Not the same universe. Original, but the same concept. To those who haven’t played Detroit, you don’t need to. Basically the concept I want to explore (very similar to that of the TV show Almost Human, although I haven’t seen it) is a world with humans and androids, sometime in the future, sixty, seventy years or something. Specifically, I want to explore the relationship between Detective Partners, one being human, and one being an android, shiny and new. For this, I’ve picked the female android with hopes of a male detective partner. It was a super fun relationship in Detroit, and I really wanted to go through it myself, though as a longer, more drawn out story. I write MxF, love me that slow burn romance and I also like doubling, and another relationship I’d be down to explore, and the second intro below, is a male android bodyguard and their female charge. It was the thought that they’d be the child of someone important, rich, like a senator’s daughter, president even, or a movie star. Again, if you don’t find the second story I’ve provided interesting, I will not in any way force you to write it anyway. We’ll simply drop it, and that’s fine.
But I want to stress this part. I’m not trying to control the RP, I’m really not. I absolutely LOVE discussing, brainstorming and world building together. I don’t want to direct the RP, I want to explore it together. The reason I love RPing so much is bouncing my ideas with someone else because they get SO MUCH BETTER. These intros are just to give us some starting ground, and if I say I’m thinking that the Male Detective is some gruff, tortured rule-breaker, and the Female Protectee is perhaps some in her twenties partier or university student, these are just IDEAS, I promise. These are your characters, and if you hate the direction I’ve tried to nudge them in for the sake of the intro, that’s perfectly understandable, and we can change so many of the things. I’m here to listen.
I also don’t want you to think that I’ve wrote this because I hate talking to people and I just want them to send off an intro without that terrible talking to me part. Not at all. Have any questions, any at all? PLEASE send them my way, I’d love to talk with you! You might notice that I’ve made the first intro super long, because I’m trying to give as much information as I can. The second one is much shorter, because that was less my territory. I didn’t want to force any last names, or race or anything, I just wanted to provide bare bones. Also, please forgive my terrible lack of knowledge about rankings and the technical aspects of actually writing Detectives and the Police Force, I’m Canadian and I used those ranks. I can switch to USA if it makes it easier, just in the hopes you tell me how it works, because I’m terribly ignorant.
Alright, I’m sorry with bashing you all around for this long, below are the two Intros.
1
Police Model TPD-101 stepped into the Police Station. More than a few looks were thrown toward TPD-101, for even though there was a badge attached to belt, shiny and unmistakable, just as unmistakable was the perfect poise, unwrinkled clothing and not a single hair out of place. It could not be blamed on abnormal meticulousness—it was just abnormal. More obvious was the band one centimeter wide, starting above the right brow and ending at the temple. It was clear, save for above the brow, where a square shape glowed a calm blue. Regardless of this easy identification, TPD-101 had been expected. Expected too, were the indistinct whispers, soft shaking of heads. Their words could have been detected by enhanced hearing, but a lack of permission kept auditory levels at 20-20,000 Hz, as a normal human might.
TPD-101 processed a light optical scan of their surroundings; the building was crowded, busy without being overloaded by any crises. The average daily intake of Division 51’s Station. The floor was an unstained marble, still early enough in the day to avoid any spills or disarray that were sure to occur. Fairly new maple wood panelling displayed ‘POLICE’ in large, gold plated letters. It was austere, devoid of many pictures on the wall. Informative magazines were set on the tables between the waiting benches. The lobby itself was closed off, the stairs to the back corner, the elevator set to the left of the help desk. The ceiling was glass, large rectangular panes, that through there the Headquarter’s six other levels could be seen; the glass balconies that surrounded the lobby as if it were a wall.
TPD-101 had never been on the premises of Division 51 before, but they had familiarized themselves with the blueprints. In truth, they did not need an escort, but obediently followed the Police Officer assigned to them. The Officer’s name was Theresa Ramirez. She was of Hispanic descent, medium built, with a stature of three inches and five feet.  She had been waiting on the curb when TPD-101 had arrived. Though her introduction had been polite, TPD-101 had detected their discomfort; failing to keep eye contact, a brusque manner and an excessive pulling at the strands of her dark brown hair that had fallen loose from her braid. She held a coffee in hand, doing her best to disengage small talk with other officers by not halting her stride, managing a polite smile at those who attempted.
 “Interesting company you got there, Ramirez,” one male said, drifting in front of their path, not so easily deterred. A facial scan quickly identified him as John Perl, another constable. He was Caucasian, with a square face, clean-shaven, but his dark blue uniform was wrinkled, unkempt, and his hair was ruffled and uncombed.
“Greetings, Constable Perl.” TPD-101 spoke in a calm, relaxed manner with a friendly smile, showing only the barest slivers of white, perfect teeth. “I am model TPD-101, but I have been assigned the name Jade Wu. I am pleased to meet your acquaintance.” She extended her hand.
Perl’s eyebrows raised, the creases in his forehead deepening. He barely spared TPD-101’s outstretched hand a glance before looking to Ramirez.
“This is supposed to join the homicide detectives? Bit of a jump. From being traffic controllers and writing off speeding tickets. Give me a break.”
Ramirez shrugged her shoulders, quiet. She didn’t speak in either opposition or agreement, but her hazel eyes flickered towards the elevator. TPD-101 gathered that she would rather complete her objective than continue this conversation. TPD-101, however, tried again.
“It is true that the first androids to work with the Police Force were assigned subordinate tasks, but I assure you, I have been specially designed to carry out all aspects required of a detective—and more. I am fully equipped with forensic knowledge and—“
The constable ignored TPD-101 again, looking pointedly in Ramirez’ direction.
“What a joke. How is it going to interrogate suspects? Annoy them into confessing?”
“I don’t know, man.” Ramirez muttered in response. “Look, the Superintendent wanted it up right away.”
“Yeah, yeah.” Perl waved a hand. “Go on, get this train wreck started.”
Ramirez shook her head and headed towards the elevator. TPD-101 nodded and smiled again in Perl’s direction. She had been ordered to be polite, and treat all Officers with unduly respect. “It is nice to meet you.”
“Yeah, yeah, thanks, Clanker,” Perl rolled his eyes and downed a large swig of coffee.
Ramirez directed them into the left, and they slid into the enclosed space. A mirror covered the entire length of the wall opposing the door and TPD-101 took in the sight. There appeared to be two females, one entirely devoid of emotion on their face the other with an expression attempting to be placid. Perl’s eyes flickered to TPD-101 more than once, and lines on her youthful face would deepen, followed by the thinning of her lips. TPD-101 glanced at their own reflection; a delicate circular face with an angular chin, a small but defined mouth, a round nose, and dark eyes in an impeccable almond shape. Their pale skin and sleek black hair completed the look; it was designed to be easily distinguished as East Asian, Chinese specifically. It was also deceptively fragile looking; at an exact height of five inches past five feet and a figure that looked to weigh no more than a hundred and ten pounds. That observation would be inaccurate, as an Android’s body parts were heavier than that of a human’s normal muscle and bone mass. 
“They gave you a name?” Ramirez spoke. TPD-101 regarded her in silence; due to the human’s earlier reticence, TPD-101 had determined the chances of her speaking out of anything other than necessity to be relatively low.
“Yes. You may use it if you like.” TPD-101 answered promptly, turning their body towards Ramirez with a respectful nod. Social adequacies were integral in their programming, and their lips shifted into a polite smile. “Thank you for being my escort, Constable Ramirez.”
Ramirez could not hold back a light scoff, the furrows in her brow deepening. TPD-101 noted that in their memory. Despite terabytes of data on human behavior and psychology, they had not been able to construct a predictable response, at least not on a whole. They would have to build it on experience, one individual at a time. It was a daunting task. But from initial observation, TPD-101 could tell that attempting trifling pleasantry would not earn Ramirez’ trust.
The rest of the walk was met in silence. It was not far from the elevator to the next corridor. They stepped through a glass door, fogged out so it was not transparent. Gold letters glinted at them. Detective Bureau: Homicide Unit. TPD-101 glanced at the words longer than necessary; their memory banks retained all visual information captured by their optics. They had been activated only a month ago with the knowledge that they would be joining the city’s crime unit as a supporting detective. Still, it was different to be confronted with the reality of it all, instead of the numerous simulations they had run to better prepare. If they were a human, they would be nervous.
As an android, they were simply anticipatory, and if there was a hesitation to step after Ramirez and past the glass walls, it was less than a millisecond.
TPD-101 had little time to take in their surroundings; several desks, clumped together, an evidence board, clear lighting and the same pristine marble flooring before a man was striding towards them. Tall, imposing, it took him only a few steps to reach them. A quick scan of his eye identified him as Staff Superintendent Anthony Dallas, an African-American male in his mid-fifties. His head was bald, but there were flecks of gray in his brows, and numerous wrinkles creased his skin. He had had a decorated career as an officer, and there were a plentiful amount of articles regarding Dallas within TPD-101’s data banks. It was nearly strictly public knowledge; police files were more restricted, and they would be granted to TPD-101 as the Superintendent and his superiors saw fit. He struck out his large hand. A practiced, easy gesture, TPD-101 took it and shook it firmly, lips drawn into a pleasant smile.
“Superintendent Dallas,” TPD-101 spoke. “I am pleased to meet you. I am model TPD-101. For this assignment, I have been given the moniker of Jade Wu.” It had been decided that TPD-101 needed a name, especially in contact with civilians, as being given a name over simply their model number proved to be more settling.
“Welcome.” Dallas returned in a gruff tone. He turned his broad shoulders towards Ramirez. “Thank you, Constable. Dismissed.”
“Sir.” Ramirez stood straight, nodded, and turned away without a second glance at TPD-101.
“Thank you for your company, Constable,” TPD-101 said cheerfully to the officer’s departing back. There was no response.
“If you’ll follow me,” Dallas continued, leading TPD-101 past the bullpen, as the area of desks was often called. A few detectives mulled about, though TPD-101 was unable to check their eyes for appropriate identification. There was little time to linger regardless, and they were ushered into a glass enclosed office. A man was already in there, of Indian heritage, relatively young, with thick black hair that curled liberally, some falling over the thin frame of his glasses. He had a square jaw, clean-cut, and despite the unruliness of his hair, his clothes were perfectly fastidious, with hardly a crease or a wrinkle to be seen. He was much shorter than the Superintendent, and held himself at a slight slump. He smiled, a placid smile, though his eyes were shrewd, scrutinizing TPD-101. The irises were a dark brown, and TPD-101 studied them briefly to locate his profile. Dasra Nayar, Staff Inspector of Division 51, who headed the Homicide Unit and directly reporting to Dallas.
Dallas relayed this information automatically, and TPD-101 did not interject to announce they were already aware of this information—humans did not like to be interrupted, nor did they like to hear their information was superfluous.
“Jade Wu, right?” Nayar asked, to which TPD-101 nodded and smiled.
“If it pleases you, sir. That is my assigned designation.”
“It’s agreeable, of course.” Nayar nodded with an amicable grin. “We couldn’t go by calling you by your model designation. 101, you’re the first of your kind, correct?”
It was not likely that this knowledge was unknown to either Nayar or Dallas, regardless, TPD-101 was programmed to answer any questions brought to it, whether or not they might deem them unnecessary. “Yes. I am the first of androids specifically designed to aid the detective branch.”
“You won’t be a detective in your own right,” Dallas reminded. “You’re assigned to a partner. You’ll follow them, and they will be supervising you. Continually. You’re not to go off by yourself. Is that understood?”
“Of course, sir.” TPD-101 answered genially, already familiarized with these protocols. They were programmed into their memory banks, readily available at a second’s notice. “I understand.”
“You answer to your partner, unless overruled by a superior.” Dallas continued in his gruff tone. “The superior being a member of the Task Force, not your company.”
“Sir,” TPD-101 protested. “I am aware that previous Police Models were made by Microsoft Corporation. They were designed to aid the Police Force, not to siphon information. Intel Corporation is no different. I assure you that they secured this contract out of competency, and while they are my manufacturer, you are my employer. They handle repairs, and will update my programming based on your suggestions. My data is not uploaded to them without the Chief Of Police’s express permission. I am one of your own.”
Dallas did not hide his scoff, straightening the tie at his neck. “One of our own. I wouldn’t call you that. And no-one here will either.”
“Does that bother you?” Nayar asked, his scrutinizing gaze focused on TPD-101.
“No,” TPD-101 answered plainly. “I have been programmed to succeed despite adversity. Obstacles are to be expected.” TPD-101 watched the muscles around Dallas’ mouth tighten, throwing another glance towards Nayar. “I am here to assist. Together, we will make the world a better place.”
“Of course we will,” Nayar said warmly, though his eyes did not change. TPD-101 was programmed to assess facial expression for clues, able to monitor heartbeat for increased stress, but the Staff Inspector was more difficult to read. Without any data telling them otherwise, TPD-101 took Nayar’s words as sincere.
They went over guidelines for another twenty-three minutes and sixteen seconds. TPD-101 was informed also of the structure: eighteen detectives worked on a regular basis, in pairs. They were overseen by two Staff Sergeants, who in turn reported to the Staff Inspector, Nayar. At the end of each day, before stepping into TPD-101’s recharging unit, which was on the Precinct’s fifth floor, one above Homicide’s. The majority of evidence was kept up there, as well as the armory. TPD-101’s unit would be kept separate from the other Police Androids, nor would they have any contact with the other Androids without supervision and permission. That did not bother TPD-101. They had their purpose; TPD-101 had another.
At the end of the meeting, Dallas cleared his throat. He excused himself with a nod in TPD-101’s direction, shaking Nayar’s hands once more. Once the Superintendent was gone, the glass door closed behind him, Nayar turned his smile towards TPD-101. “Well, Jade Wu, shall we introduce you to your partner?” It was at that point TPD-101 made the indication in their CPU to refer to themselves as Jade Wu from that point on.
“Of course,” Jade Wu responded, their mouth curling into a placid smile. “I would very much like that.” Stating a desire, one way or another, settled humans. Jade followed Nayar back out into the bullpen, towards one of the quartets or desks. One desk was pristine, not anything but the thin, curved monitors, keyboard and an empty plaque on its surface. The others were not so empty, one very nearly buried in papers, and one only slightly more kempt. Two men stood in front of the desk, one leaning against it, coffee in hand as he spoke animatedly to his colleague. Both of them stood up straighter when they noticed Jade and Nayar’s approach. The taller one was of East Asian descent, Jade suspecting primarily Taiwan. From a glance at his dark brown eyes, Jade gathered name and rank. Detective Kuan-Yu Chen. He was standing at five feet, nine inches, in a well-ironed dark brown shirt, a black tie at his throat. He raised an eyebrow, but that was the extent of the change in his facial expression. He had light stubble on a sharp jaw and his file stated that he was in his early forties. Light specks of gray were seen in the crown of his thick, black hair, cut short along the sides but more volume at the front.
“Hey Inspector,” Chen’s companion spoke casually. He stood shorter, bare centimeters taller than Ling. He had a darker, bronze skin with hair a deep chocolate color, combed back but thick at the top of his skull. “How you doing, sir?” He continued. His eyes were a vivid green and brown, following Jade as they stepped closer. This Detective’s name was Mateo Vega, with Puerto Rican heritage. He wore a light blue shirt, mostly covered by a black leather jacket, a red tie just showing through.
“Fine, Detective Vega,” Nayar’s voice rumbled pleasantly. “I’m bringing Jade Wu to meet her new partner.”
“Ah, right,” Vega breathed. He exchanged a quick look with Chen. “Well he should be here any second. Just running a little late I think.”
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PSM-3500 booted up for the first time. What was nothing immediately turned into light, colors, data; information running through its processors. They determined they were within a house, stepping upon a vibrantly colored carpet, filled with spirals and shapes. At a closer glance, they might be able to determine the thread woven through it, for now they only determined it was expensive and antique. Around PSM-3500 were the remnants of their packaging, a metal constructed box, colored sleet gray with yellow lines running down its sides. PSM-3500 glowed in the top right corner. Not only did it keep PSM-3500 undamaged during travel, it would be reconstructed into a recharging unit. Everything needed to keep PSM-3500 functional came with them.
PSM-3500 was not alone. Two humans stood on the same expensive carpet, looking to one another. They were middle aged, a woman and a man. The woman had perfectly coiffed hair, dressed in a coral pantsuit. Pearls were her earrings of choice, her make-up mute, save for light pink lipstick, a hint of blush and highlighting eyeshadow. Pearls gathered at her throat, and a bracelet at her wrist completed the set. She had a sharply angled face, and her arms were crossed in front of her chest. While PSM-3500 perused her, she stared back intensely, her expression cool. On her left ring finger was a brilliant diamond ring. PSM-3500 could tell from her accessories, clothing and the décor of the room they were in that they were exceedingly rich.
It was not a surprise. PSM-3500 was the newest, most expensive model dedicated solely to personal protection. They were a bodyguard, built to protect, both physically and emotionally. They were built to be discreet, just under six feet, with a medium frame. Earlier protective models were tall and bulky, intimidation the biggest factor. But in the need that the android might need to slip through the crowd, keep their charge safe, it was decided that the less attention catching, the better. And while they might not intimidate by size alone, their deceptively immense strength was considered the larger asset.
The woman glanced at the man standing with her. He was tall, thin and wiry, with the same surly expression as the woman. He wore a light blue suit, a navy tie at his throat. Extravagant cuff links set in his shirt, pearl to match the woman’s.
“Well Harold,” The woman spoke, her tone severe. “You wanted an android for our daughter’s new bodyguard. Are you happy now?”
The man grumbled a sigh. “Well, Katherine, what did you want me to do after what happened to the last one?”
“That was his job. He protected her, as was his job. All it would take is a glitch from this one and it could be her funeral we’d be attending.”
“Katherine, these are the same Androids that protect the president. I was assured they were the best.”
Katherine scoffed, her fingers digging deeper into her arms. PSM-3500 took the opportunity to introduce itself.
“Hello. I am Protective Services Model 3500 from Microsoft Corporation. I am fully equipped to handle your safety. No matter the situation, I will protect you.”
“I’m sure you will,” Katherine answered, though from the tone of her voice and the narrowing of her eyes, PSM-3500 did not find it entirely sincere. It did not particularly matter. They were PSM-3500’s employers, and thus obedience and loyalty was absolute. They would fulfill their duties. Whoever they were assigned to protect, they would.
The woman sighed again, after a long look at the man PSM-3500 designated her husband. “Well you made your bed, Harold. Our son won’t be happy about this, either.”
“It’s not his bodyguard,” Harold pursed his lips, his wispy brow furrowing. “I don’t care what anti-android group he’s parading about with now. I’d rather be prepared, and in the meantime, I’d like to know our daughter’s protected when she’s not home.”
Katherine arched a thin eyebrow. PSM-3500 stayed silent. One of its directives was to wait to be addressed before speaking, overruled in only some situations. This was not one of them. Its owners seemed to have little concern over what PSM-3500’s opinion might be.
Katherine finally shrugged one shoulder in indifference. “Fine. I’ll go get her. We’ll see how happy she is about this new arrangement.”
Alright, there you have it. I’m really sorry about the length of the posts, and these intros. I’d also like to mention that I know people get busy. If you can no longer continue with the RP you can always let me know and I’ll understand completely. And same goes for you: if I get too busy and I need a break or to stop writing, I’ll let you know. And if somehow I have more people than I expect wanting to tackle this monster, I’ll let you know as well, But I’m really not expecting more than one or two. Thank you so much for your time, I’m super sorry. And in case it got lost in that massive block up there, I’ll reiterate that my email is [email protected], and you can send any writing or questions there. And if not, I hope you find what you’re looking for!
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chrismaverickdotcom · 8 years ago
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So They Guarded the Galaxy... again (no spoilers)
When the first Guardians of the Galaxy movie came out, I wasn’t expect much. I’m not really much of a fan of the comic. It’s fine. I didn’t think it would suck or anything. It just looked like “oh, a movie with Rocket Raccoon. That ought to be fun maybe.” I was very pleasantly surprised by it. I wasn’t writing up movie reviews regularly back then, but if I was, I probably would have glowed about it. I was expecting a dumb but fun popcorn movie… a space opera romp… maybe some solid quips… some neat looking CGI and an explosion or two. I thought it would be good. It was more than that. It was great. The fun of the first film was that it ended up being so much more than that. It had a lot of heart to it and that was a pleasant surprise. And maybe a bad one. Because it made me want more out of the sequel and that isn’t really fair.
Was Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2 a great movie? No. But it was a good one. It was a dumb but fun popcorn movie… a space opera romp… some solid quips… some neat looking CGI and an explosion or two. I enjoyed myself.
But it made me start thinking about where the superhero genre film is going. What even constitutes a good superhero movie anymore? One of the things that made the Marvel Cinematic Universe movies notable is that they went out of their way to not just be superhero movies. They were movies… about stuff… that happened to have superheroes in them. That has been the key to the MCU. Rather than trying to make a good superhero movie or twenty, they made a spy movie and a heist movie and a war movie, etc. and just put superheroes in them. The first GoTG movie was a space opera with superheroes. But more than that, it was a character driven buddy film. A bunch of quirky outsiders learning to set aside their idiosyncrasies and become a family. In a way, it succeeded for the same reason that the Fast and Furious movies or the Hangover movies – as ridiculous as they both are – succeed. The relationships between the outcasts who have to learn to band together to survive is charming and sort of gives hope to the viewer. It’s nice.
This movie wasn’t that. It was still fine. I still liked it. But it didn’t quite sing to me the same way and it took me a while to kind of figure that out. And now I have it. The problem is that Guardians *IS* Fast & Furious. And not just because they both have Vin Diesel. It’s the same premise. And those movies are about family. Vin even says it every few seconds in either film, “It’s about family… It’s about family… I am Groot… It’s about family.” And that was true here. But where the first film was all about building the family… coming together. This was just sort of about… being a family. They just were. And in a few ways I was kind of annoyed with how they hadn’t quite grown as a family.
See, in the first film, the specifics of threat of Ronin are superfluous. They don’t matter. He’s a miscellaneous bad guy, and all that really matters is that everyone has team up and stand together in order to beat him. And they sort of learn that lesson. Stronger together. Without getting into spoilers for the new movie… they seem to have forgotten that lesson. It’s like there was a sitcom reset. They had to learn it all over again. And I mean a complete reset. In particular, the three main leads (Peter, Gamora and Rocket) seem to have completely forgotten every way their characters progressed in the first film. There’s no explanation. They’ve just reset to where they were at the beginning of the second act of the first movie… just so they can learn the exact same lessons again.
Of course you’re not supposed to notice that. So to distract you, the movie fills time with cameos! So many cameos! Some fun cameos. Some expected cameos. One very much unexpected cameo that bordered on the ridiculous, but turned out to be kind of awesome. Some cameos that are so cameo that you won’t even notice them unless you’re an uber comics fan. I’m actually ok with those. They did a good job of not being distracting. It’s kinda great i you’re a comic fan and you can say “holy shit! It’s Charlie-27! Awesome!” And unlike the cameos that I hated in Rogue One, they did that in a subtle enough way that it’s not distracting to anyone who doesn’t know things. Of course, it did make me go “hey, where the fuck is Nikki?!?! You tossed in Mainframe and Krugarr and I couldn’t have my darling Nikki? Fucking Krugarr beats out Nikki? Are you shitting me? What the fuck Gunn?” There… see how distracting and annoying cameos can be when obtrusive and forced and you don’t know what I’m talking about? THAT is why you don’t force cameos.
Anyway, the cameos were fun, but not enough to make me forget the problems.
I liked the villain in this film. I thought it was well thought out for what it was. And if Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 1 had never happened, the final battle would have been a cool climactic scene to build to. But GotG Vol. 1 did happen. And it was really really good. Quite simply… it was better than Vol. 2. So a lot of what happened here just seemed derivative. This could have been avoided by having the characters struggle with the family being ripped apart by external forces (something that would have been quite simple with a couple minor plot tweaks) rather than having them struggling to come together as a family again. I hate to say it… but this movie really needed to learn a lesson from the later Fast and the Furious films. *shudder*
Anyway, the villain was fun, but not enough to make me forget the problems,
That doesn’t mean this was bad. It wasn’t. It was fine. And that’s what really got me thinking. I’ve been saying that about a lot of superhero movies lately. It was fine. It was a movie. I enjoyed myself. And really, that’s mostly what you want when you go to the movies. Entertainment. But I also want more. A lot of why I want more is that Marvel has sort of been conditioning me to want more. At least they were. But now, what I think they’re actually doing is conditioning me to want less.
I’ve referenced the book The Revolution was Televised by Alan Sepinwall before. Sepinwall argues that the last couple decades have seen a reinvention of television so as to compete with film. Rather than being episodic and resetting over and over, Sepinwall says that now TV is serialized. So now rather than each episode standing on their own, we have complex longform narratives that are engaging because we can tell 20+ hour stories that film just can’t handle. And Marvel is as good at this as anyone with their Netflix shows.
My biggest complaint about the DC films is that they’ve been more concerned with telling the serialized story than they are at having a cohesive narrative in the singular film itself. Defenders of Batman v. Superman argue that this is a good thing. BvS didn’t need to make sense alone because it was just chapter 1 of a long story. I called bullshit on that. If I’m paying $15 to sit in a theater, I want a complete experience. If it also fits into a larger experience, that’s great.
But now in the post-franchise cinematic universe world, it feels like the MCU’s main goal is essentially going the other way training its fans to pay for episodic television. Or at least semi-episodic. And this is something they’ve learned from their comic books. For the last twenty years or so, Marvel (and DC) have relied on big mega event series. The entire Marvel Universe must band together to take on PLOT DEVICE (Civil War, Skrull Invasion, Secret Empire, Secret War). It seems that MCU wants the Avengers movies to be that storyline. Everything they’ve done these last few years has been building to Avengers: Infinity War. But in order to make these stories feel bigger, the comics publishers often force tie-in comics into the other series that nebulously are related to the overall mega event, but if you miss them, they don’t really matter. If you skip the series you don’t care about, you can follow the mega event just fine. And that’s where this movie fits.
At the end of movie, I realized that the overall story of the MCU had not progressed AT ALL. Nothing in this film really mattered. Marvel has announced that the Guardians are going to be in Avengers: Infinity War. This film introduced a couple new characters that I assume are going to be along for the ride. But if you don’t go see this movie… you won’t care at all. You won’t have missed anything. You’ll just watch the next movie and you’ll say, oh… the Guardians now have a new member… good to know… and you’ll be fine. And that’s weird. This movie feels very… optional.
And that would be completely fine if it weren’t for the fact that within the context of the film, I felt like things were kind of optional too. It was an interesting story but the stakes felt lower than their first adventure AND the characters felt like they had more or less reset in development to where they were at the beginning of that film too. It’s like they said “that first movie was good. Let’s do it again.” and they did… just not quite as well. It was Hangover 2... and I actually liked Hangover 2. But it wasn’t Hangover.
But really. It’s fine. And I’m wondering if that’s what they’re going for. Because right now, a superhero movie that’s “fine” is better than anything DC can do at all (I actually liked Suicide Squad about as much as I liked this, but this is technically a better movie. In fact, Suicide Squad may even be slightly more fun. Suicide Squad was just very fun in its dumbness. But it has a lot more problems. So, like dumb fun vs. slight technical superiority… it’s like this is an eighth of a point better). And that’s one of the reasons I want DC (and other people) to start making better movies in the genre. Marvel needs better stuff to compete with. There’s a bit out there. Logan was amazing for instance. But I think the best way I can really state my problems with this movie is that objectively… the Iron Fist TV show is better than this is. Not a whole lot. But it is better. Iron Fist took a lot of shit. Some deserved and some not… mostly because of the race controversy… but also because it isn’t as good as the other Netflix series (or Legion. Are you watching Legion? You totally should be! Legion is really good). But you know what, it’s a fuck-ton better than Gotham. And it’s better than Smallville. And it’s sure as fuck better than Constantine was… and the internet cried when they cancelled Constantine. Media needs competing media in order to drive it to excel. Marvel doesn’t have that right now. And in a world where you’re competing against BvS and Suicide Squad… “fine” is good enough. And that’s the world they were working with when they filmed it (they probably didn’t know Logan would be good).
There’s nothing wrong with just entertaining me. Thank you for that Marvel. But you’ve gotten to the point where I’m judging you at a higher level than your competition. I’d rather see you strive to meet that… and drag the competition with you. Don’t lower the bar so that they can catch up easier.
So yeah… go see Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2. It’s fine.
★★★⅛☆ (3.125 out of 5 stars — that’s right… an eighth of a star… my ratings are precise dammit).
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nadbooks · 8 years ago
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Most Disappointing Books of 2016
Hello again! Today I am here with my most disappointing books of 2016. I actually really enjoy posts about books that people dislike because I think they are more informative in letting me know whether a person has the same taste in books as me, as compared to their favorite books. These books were not necessarily awful (although some of them are), but it’s more that I really expected them to be great but they just turned out to be kinda meh. I gave these books either 2 or 3 stars on Goodreads. Oh, and of course, these are ranked from the least worst to the worst worst. Also, the disclaimer that these are just my opinions and if I don’t like your favorite book, it doesn’t mean you’re wrong for liking them. To each their own, ya know!
9. The Explanation for Everything by Lauren Grodstein
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This book is about a biology professor and a hardcore evolutionist who is working on a paper with a student who is an evangelist and is trying to prove the existence of an intelligent creator. Sounds real technical, I know. At the time I was reading this, I was taking a class on Evolutionary Psychology which kinda blew my mind and I thought this book was going to be an interesting discussion/debate about evolution and faith and how we can believe in both. In the end, the book was just about a student-teacher affair, a professor going through his tenure review, and the promised discussion on evolution and faith was basically nonexistent. It wasn’t really that bad of a book I suppose, it had interesting insights into life as a professor and I did take away the message that it is okay to believe in something that you don’t completely understand, especially in times of grief and devastation, whether it is scientific or not. Sometimes we just need a little bit of faith. So it was not the worst book ever, but I did expect something more from it. 
8. Sea by Heidi R. Kling
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This one was again my fault because I expected too much from it even though I should have had no reason to. This is a YA book set in Indonesia which I just thought was super interesting because I never read a YA book set in my home country before! It’s about a girl who accompanies her dad on a trip to Indonesia to help tsunami orphans deal with their PTSD. She is also dealing with the death of her mother so her dad thinks that this would be a good experience for her. Ultimately, the book is not about dealing with PTSD so much as it is about two teenagers falling in love. I didn’t really appreciate the romance because the main character only seemed to find the love interest interesting because he was foreign and exotic. She made some really stupid decisions and got kind of annoying and whiny towards the end. Still, the backdrop of the tsunami relief efforts was interesting and enlightening and I’m glad the author touched at least a bit on some of those themes. But ultimately, it’s really just another average YA book.
7. A Little Life by Hanya Yanagihara
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Okay here is where we start to get a little controversial. This is a best-selling adult literary fiction about a group of four friends and it kinda just follows them throughout their lives from their 20s to their 50s. One of them, Jude, has an incredibly dark past though and we see his and his friends’ struggles as he tries to move beyond his traumatic past. I was told that this book would make me cry. I can see how it would I suppose but mostly, I was just disgusted by all the awful things that happened to Jude when he was a child. It was very jarring, shocking and graphic, the descriptions of what happened to him, and maybe that’s a good thing, when a book can make you feel that way. However, after a while, I just found everything kind of gratuitous because it seemed that every bad thing that could happen, happened to Jude. It didn’t seem very realistic as we uncovered more and more of his dark past. I thought his present-day struggles with his trauma were a bit more realistic, if a tad depressing. The book also seemed to be incredibly long and I really didn’t think it was necessary. I think a good third of the book could have been cut out. If I had to summarize my experience reading this book, it would be boredom (during the third where nothing was really happening) and then disgust and soul-sucking emptiness (as we learn more and more about Jude’s past), which I don’t think the author was really going for. Needless to say, this book comes with trigger warnings for abuse, rape and self-harm.
6. This is Our Story by Ashley Elston
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This is a mystery novel. A group of five friends goes into the forest to go hunting but only four come out alive. Our main character is a girl who is an intern at the district attorney’s office and she investigates this mystery with her aging boss who relies on her to see all the details that he might miss. Interesting premise but the plot itself is very cliche and formulaic of many mysteries. I think I’ve read too many mystery novels and watched too many crime procedural TV shows that the plots become too predictable after a while. This is a basic crime storyline and there was nothing impressive about it at all. The big reveal at the end was no plot twist and it was also unrealistic how our main character, a high school intern, can be taken seriously when she just barges into court during a trial. Don’t even get me started on the romance in this story which was totally unnecessary, annoying, interfered with the plot, and made our main character do stupid things. Four pet peeves I have about romances in books. Overall, a disappointing mystery and nothing to rave about really.
5. The Girl on the Train by Paula Hawkins
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Aha another mystery on the list. This one is crazy hyped up though and I think the hype is what makes this one more disappointing than This is Our Story. I have the same complaints about this one. It is a cliche mystery plot that is not unique and the big reveal in the end was kind of disappointing and not very plot twisty. Seemed like a regular plotline of a procedural TV show, and not even a good one. Our main character also makes all sorts of stupid decisions and I am just not here for that kind of protagonist. The movie starring Emily Blunt does look interesting though so perhaps it translates better to the screen. But the book itself is definitely not worth all the hype.
4. 172 Hours on the Moon by Johan Harstad
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This book is about three teenagers who are sent to the moon by NASA in an effort to rebuild interest in the space program. But when they get to the moon, things are not all they seem to be. This is a horror novel set in space and honestly, that description alone is enough to make me pee my pants. I cannot read horror novels because I’m a coward and I also have a fear of outer space. All that vast nothingness where no one can hear you scream and where you can’t even rely on the basic laws of physics? No thank you. Given all that, you would think this book would terrify me to pieces. Nope. It was pretty boring and the writing was so GOD AWFUL. The sentences were so jarring and they didn’t flow smoothly at all that it really hindered my enjoyment of the story. Oh but the story itself was not very enjoyable either. The scary things that were happening were just glossed over that we didn’t really get to comprehend just how scary it was, and the characters were little shits too. They were not likeable and they were incredibly one-dimensional. Not an enjoyable read and it didn’t scare me at all, even though “horror novel set in space” is the easiest way to frighten me. And I’m easily frightened.
3. The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath
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Continuing the trend of shitting on popular books. This one is a classic so getting super controversial here. This book is about a woman working temporarily in New York and we sort of follow her downward spiral into... depression? I’m really not sure. We then see the kind of treatment she is getting and it’s not so great to say the least, because psychologists back then had no code of ethics. Interesting premise for me because I like reading about mental health and also, psychologist in training over here. Unfortunately, this was so incredibly boring. Nothing was happening and I honestly didn’t get the point of this story at all. Maybe I’m too stupid to understand classics or something but man, I was bored out of my mind. I just couldn’t understand how this became a classic. Maybe it was the writing but I wasn’t too impressed with that either. Overall, I kinda felt like it was a waste of my time. 
2. Unteachable by Leah Raeder
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So we’ve kinda reached the end of my disappointing books. The books I talked about above I didn’t actively hate but I just expected more from. I gave them all 3 stars. Now we are getting down to my 2 star reads, which I actively hate. Unteachable is about a student-teacher relationship and I’ll admit, I only read this because I just wanted something trashy to read. Still, I have standards for my trash. The relationship was fun and steamy in the beginning but then it dragged on and on and on and got so dramatic and I was just sick and tired of both of them in the end. I wanted to drown them honestly. I just wanted something fun and light to read and this took a turn for the dark and dramatic and veered into 50 Shades of Grey territory which I did not appreciate. It was really just an unhealthy relationship. This book is trash, and not the good kind.
1. Isla and the Happily Ever After by Stephanie Perkins 
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Speaking of unhealthy relationships and trash. This book was definitely my worst read of 2016. I actually enjoyed Anna and the French Kiss and Lola and the Boy Next Door, which are the other novels in this companion trilogy. Isla is the last one and by far the worst one. Unlike the other two, the romance in this one was insta-lovey and underdeveloped and holy shit, the characters did some really stupid things. Isla refused to accept the consequences of their stupid decisions and just became a whiny brat. I really couldn’t stand Isla. I also cannot stand high school romances where they think that this is it, that if they get through the high school drama, they will live happily ever after (that goddamn title). How about college hmm? How about work? These characters think they know so much about the world and that “love will conquer all” even though they’re only in high school. Life is hard and high school is not even the worst part so I can’t stand it when books set in high school end with the idea that the couple is going to stay together forever. That is just not how it works. Wow, I think I’m really getting too old for YA.
So there we go, we have learnt that I’m a bitter old lady and that maybe I just can’t read pure YA romances anymore. I also can’t stand it when main characters make stupid decisions. I should also really not let the hype get to me and get my expectations up too high because that’s how I end up being disappointed. Oh well, it’s still fun to look back at disappointing reads and I don’t mind having them. It just means that the good ones stand out more!
Cheers and happy reading!
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jordoalejandro · 8 years ago
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The Sixth Annual List of Movies I Saw the Past Year
Year six. Movie ranking time. Not much up here because I wrote a lot on the actual list. Let's just get to it.
Here are all the films I've seen that have come out since-ish the last Oscars ceremony (2/28/16).
29. Fences - The biggest problem with this film is that it's not really a film. Fences reads more like a filmed play, which makes some sense, because it started as one. Still, when adapting anything from one medium to film, you have to add some, for lack of a better word, movie-ness. Fences doesn't. With the exception of just a few scattered scenes, the film takes place in and around the family home. Important scenes happen off-screen because they didn't happen on-stage in the play. Actors go on long, strained monologues about life because that's what happens in a play (they have that play cadence to them that constantly reminds you you're watching people act in a production). I mean, look, Denzel Washington was, as they say, a force. When he's on the screen, he's commanding. And Viola Davis is the only one who can keep up with him. But I wouldn't say I particularly enjoyed their acting. I think they did a good job for what they were going for, but they were definitely playing to the back rows too much for my taste. There's maybe something here if you like big performances, but I found this to be a real slog, like sitting through a show you didn't really want to see.
28. Jackie - This was, at the very least, a good looking film. And Natalie Portman does a solid job as Jackie Kennedy, shining in the prerequisite shock and horror scenes, though she does give off a strange vibe in many of the other scenes. I confess I don't know what the real Jackie was like most of the time, so maybe it was on the money, but Portman's Jackie, with her affected -- though from what I've heard, apparently accurate -- voice comes off as a bit peculiar. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, like she was air-headed, but not dumb; present, but not wholly there. Chalk it up to being in a bad state following (spoiler?) JFK's death, maybe? Anyway, the movie itself was not great. I think the problem is that not all real life stories necessarily deserve the movie treatment. There's certainly some interesting stuff in the immediate aftermath of the assassination, but around that, it's just kind of a series of disjointed scenes of Jackie being upset in a passive-aggressive, standoffish way. This and Manchester by the Sea are both movies about dealing with grief, but Manchester deals with it in a much more human, grounded, emotional way. This film feels like it's expecting the fact that it's about the first family to do the heavy lifting. Also, I have to note the score. It was this loud, avant-garde style music that reminded me of Philip Glass's work in Koyannisqatsi (that's right, I went to film school). It frequently felt at odds with the movie and was fairly distracting. A weird choice by the director, one of many weird choices made in this film.
27. Lion - This was another true story that I wonder if it was worth making into a film. There's just not that much here. (SPOILERS) The movie is essentially three parts: the first 45 minutes, Saroo, the main character, is a child in India. He is separated from his family and gets lost and wanders around India's streets getting into perilous situations. He eventually gets adopted by an Australian couple. The next 45 minutes, you have Saroo as an adult in Australia. The last 20 minutes is a lot of Googling and then a quick trip. Now, there's certainly some interesting stuff in the first 45 minutes about poor children in India (though, if I'm being honest, it's a little well-trodden ground. Hell, Dev Patel even starred in one of the films I'm thinking about that handled this subject matter better). But the second 45 minutes were just a whole lot of nothing: a guy living in Australia wonders about his previous life, decides he wants to know more about it, and then just acts aloof for a long time for kind of no reason. Saroo mentions at one point in this segment that he doesn't want to tell his adopted mother that he's looking into his former life in India for fear it would hurt her. So instead, he separates himself from his family and friends and retreats back to his dark apartment to obsessively Google stuff and set up a Homeland-style board of clues. Unsurprisingly, this makes his friends and family worry about him. I mean, was it really so hard to just tell your mom, "Hey mom, I'm curious about my past. I'd like to look into it." But then, that might've been a quick discussion, and how else do you stretch out the middle section of a film without creating unnecessary drama? So, then, the last 20 minutes (SPOILER warning again, because this is going to be about how the film ends), Saroo goes on one final, looooong Googling binge, figures things out, flies out to India, finds his hometown almost immediately, finds his mother almost immediately, has a quick reunion, and the movie ends. (END SPOILERS) I think there's a premise here could've been something much better. Instead, it was a strangely structured, fairly unsatisfying film. On the bright side, decent acting from both Nicole Kidman and Dev Patel.
26. Captain Fantastic - I think this is a movie about how being born into a cult might ruin a person for life if they don't get out fast enough. I’m not entirely sure. I really don't know what this movie wanted from me. Viggo Mortensen and his family live out in the woods and learn survivalist techniques and do gardening and discuss literature. I think the film wants me to sympathize with Viggo but he and his family come off like annoying weirdos and he's training them to be survivalists for reasons I don't quite get. On the other hand, it obviously doesn't want me to identify with any of the "normal" people, as everyone Viggo’s family comes across in the real world is either wildly antagonistic or an easily knocked down strawman or both. The film has some funny and/or entertaining bits and decent acting from Mortensen and the kids, who did a good job by making it through most scenes without reminding me they were child actors. The kids, though, are not really developed as characters. They’re mostly interchangeable and are pretty much just used as props to showcase what a good dad Viggo is, and how smart he's making them. The movie is essentially lots of insufferable people trying to prove their extremely polar opposite views on life are the right ones, and (SPOILER) it ultimately decides that it's okay to be forest people, just as long as you also sometimes go into the real world, which… OK.
25. Now You See Me 2 - I feel the same way about this movie as I felt about the first one: they’re both nuts. First, this is one of those exhausting movies where every character is four twisty, chess moves ahead of one another. Like, not just the good guys... the bad guys, the side characters, the background characters, people who appear in just one scene... they're all part of the game. Also, the world the movie takes place in is this insane world where Las Vegas magicians are, apparently, the biggest rock stars in the world, so much so that they have news channels doing live reporting on their tricks and every time anyone sees them they lose their minds. I mean that almost literally. The crowds in this film are crazy for these magicians. They scream and laugh and cheer and gather around in huge, enthusiastic mobs in a way that has never happened in real life for magicians, ever. But here's the thing, too. These magicians? They're also on like, the FBI's most wanted criminals list from their escapades in the first movie. So they appear randomly and put on these huge shows, and then inevitably have to take off running because the feds start closing in on them. The real world equivalent is like if Beyoncé randomly popped up at parks around the country, started singing to the quickly amassed mobs, and then took off running after a few songs as large groups of feds showed up and chased her. I can't even pay attention to the story because this film world is so crazy I can't figure out if it takes place on this Earth or a parallel universe Earth where any of this makes sense. I'm find myself wondering who was asking for this world. Who was thinking, "Well, if no one is going to put to screen the story of criminal thief secret society rock star magicians, I'll be the one to do it. It's what the people want. No! It’s what the people neeeeeed!" The movie also kind of nails that cringey, awful magician speech pattern, where you force a story to go with the trick and make cheesy quips and try to add flair to make it seem cool and mysterious. I really can't tell how far the filmmakers have their tongues in their cheeks here. Did they do that awful magician talk because they thought it would be funny how bad it is and accurate to real life magicians, or did they legitimately think it was cool? I mean, some of the stuff they do seems to indicate they know and are playing, but the finale of the film comes across so sincere that I'm thinking, "Oh no. No. They meant everything." One last thing, because I can't finish this review without mentioning it: Woody Harrelson plays dual roles in this film, as his character from the original and as his newly introduced evil identical twin, which appears to be Harrelson doing something of a Matthew McConaughey impression, including wearing a Matthew McConaughey curly wig. It stands out as one of the nuttiest choices in a film chock-full of them. All this being said, I don't know if I would tell you not to watch this film and its predecessor. They aren't good films, but they're so absurd that they're kind of entertaining. I found myself laughing and somewhat captivated, despite the awfulness. You know, like watching Russian dashboard camera compilation videos.
24. Batman v. Superman: Dawn of Justice - Okay, here are some positives: it’s a visually interesting film, it has an interesting take on Batman (though less so than Burton’s and Nolan’s takes), there’s a fun sequence with a bunch of real world talking heads that takes on the philosophical debate about how Superman fits into society, and there are some decent action scenes (the scene in which Batman infiltrates the warehouse to get Martha is the high point). Now, negatives. Most of the action is unspectacular. The big final fight, similar to the final fight in Man of Steel, is too CGI-y, which made it hard to focus on (on the bright side, seeing the big 3 of the Justice League together is a pretty cool moment). The actual Batman v. Superman Dawn of Justice fight itself was plodding and bland and the reasoning behind it was contrived. Batman’s motivation for wanting to murder Superman wasn’t strong enough and Superman likely could’ve prevented the fight altogether by articulating a few thoughts before throwing fists. And the ending to the fight is even more contrived and nonsensical (SPOILER: sure is lucky for Superman he was adopted by a Martha and not a Susan or something. Or that Batman’s mom didn’t go by a nickname. END SPOILER). Another negative: Jesse Eisenberg’s Lex Luthor is an insane, cartoon character, down to the voice, which I can't fully place my finger on, but I wanna say... half-Snagglepuss, half-Wally Gator? I don’t know what he was doing. I think he was trying to go for an over-the-top, chewing-the-scenery villain, but he didn’t stick that landing and, in fairness to Eisenberg, it was never going to work with Zach Snyder’s vision of this world, which is: grim, dark, and no fun at all. This world is also filled with wanton destruction. People had issue with the ending of Man of Steel for similar reasons (though it had much to do with Superman causing most of that destruction and not saving people), and you might think this almost universal negative reaction would cause the filmmakers to reconsider their approach. Their solution, however, was to have the same wanton destruction (they level like three different neighborhoods in the third act) but just, this time, keep having characters say, “It’s fine, there’s no one in the area.” At one point someone mentions that this whole huge swath of downtown is empty because it’s an office district and it’s after work hours. Oh, okay, that’s reassuring, I guess, unless there are people working late, or janitors cleaning the building, or any bars or restaurants at all in the area where people might’ve gone after work. Whatever. Here’s the biggest issue with the film: it is way, way, way too overstuffed, likely the result of trying to do what Marvel did in five films in, like, one and a half. I mean, this is a two and a half hour movie where every scene feels cut like a montage and lasts about 30 seconds (except for Bruce Wayne’s dream sequences, which are meaningless and go on forever). There’s just no time to breathe in this film. You never really get to appreciate that we have BATMAN AND SUPERMAN ON THE SAME DAMN SCREEN. Oh, and HERE’S WONDER WOMAN, TOO. We should get to savor this more, but we can’t because we need to keep moving, more story, more dream sequences, more explosions leveling blocks of abandoned buildings, more of Lex Luthor's affected monologues, more pointless cameos from other members of the Justice League. And my big worry is that this isn’t going to get any better in the next movie. This movie tried to tell a story (and not a simple one, either, one with grander DC Extended Universe implications) while introducing Lex Luthor, Wonder Woman, and Batman (and all his mythology) to Superman’s world. By the time Justice League comes around, they will not have laid any more groundwork. They’ll have released Suicide Squad (which doesn’t figure to have any significant impact on the overarching film universe) and Wonder Woman (which will at least flesh her out a little more). That’ll leave Justice League to tell a complete story while introducing Flash, Cyborg, and Aquaman into the world (their two second cameos in this film were cute little Easter eggs that tell us nothing about the characters), and catching up on whatever the previously established heroes and their friends and love interests are up to, and introducing whatever villains will show up. There’s a lot of potential here to create an even bigger mess. It’s okay. I trust the filmmakers to not try and cover up any shortcomings they have in the story and character departments with more and bigger explosions. My God, this review has gotten as bloated and nonsensical as the movie itself. Uh… I didn’t hate this movie, I just didn’t like it.
23. X-Men: Apocalypse - This was another superhero movie that was kind of a mess. It's weirdly structured. The first hour is all team building for both the good guys and bad guys: new mutants showing up, meeting each other, interacting, yadda yadda. The next 30 minutes are a side mission that doesn’t serve the greater narrative of the movie at all and seems to have old been added so they could pay some fan service with a short cameo (which, in fairness, was one of the more fun parts of the movie). The last 45 minutes are the big final battle, which isn't particularly memorable and not set up well enough to really feel important. There's the obligatory shots of some cities being slowly destroyed, but we don't really know or see any characters in these cities so it feels somewhat impersonal and makes it hard to care. There's just nothing really remarkable at all about the film. There are also a lot of retreads of things we've seen in previous X-Men films: a “Cyclops's powers awaken” scene, a “Weapon X facility” scene, a “Quicksilver does a bunch of stuff really fast while era appropriate music plays” scene (though, again, in fairness, this scene is just about as fun as the last one and probably the high point of the film). There's even the "emotional appeal to Magneto" scene. Magneto’s arc in these movies is the same thing over and over again. He starts out an okay guy, then turns into an asshole, then at the last minute, becomes okay again, before leaving to go be a loner again at the end of the film. It’s getting tired. I also had a problem with how imbalanced the X-Men's powers are. The bad guy, Apocalypse, is like a God that can destroy worlds. Meanwhile, the X-Men have Beast, who is strong. And Mystique is just about worthless except to pull the one-time-per-movie trick where she walks up to a villain disguised as an ally, only to surprise attack. That, and she's good for leading the emotional appeal to Magneto to stop being an asshole. X-Men Apocalypse probably should have been two movies: one about the new class of X-Men so we get to know them better (which, granted, would've been a hard sell considering they just did a first class of X-Men movie not that long ago and we sort of already know most of these X-Men), and one about fighting Apocalypse so his plan and danger actually connected with the audience. Or maybe they just shouldn't have spent so much time retreading familiar ground.
22. Ghostbusters - This was a decent sci-fi action flick that was passably funny, which is a huge disappointment given the film's pedigree. Paul Feig, Kristen Wiig, Melissa McCarthy, and Kate McKinnon, some of the finest people working in comedy today, should've been able to cook up something much better than this. Instead, the Ghostbusters themselves are pretty bland and deliver very few laughs throughout. Honestly, the best and most consistently funny part of this film is somehow Chris Hemsworth. And he's great, but how does that happen with all the other comedy superstars in here? The main crew is even shown up by cameo roles on more than one occasion (Cecily Strong, Zach Woods, and Steve Higgins all produce solid laughs in just their short times on screen). Ultimately, this was a pretty average film that I cannot believe people fought a culture war over. Well, I mean, I can believe it because that's where we are in society, I guess. But, you know... Come on.
21. Jason Bourne - This one had some solid action and I like that Bourne only says about 25 lines throughout. It fits his character well and doesn't bog down the film with too much exposition. But overall, this isn't a great movie, which is so disappointing because I love this franchise. The directing and editing makes for good action films, but smart writing is what made the original trilogy into great films. Maybe it was Tony Gilroy's absence, or maybe it was just trying too hard to force a story for this character, but the writing just wasn't up to snuff here. The story is slow and, even worse, feels unnecessary, created just to allow for Matt Damon to travel around Europe and the world and kick ass. I mean, I can appreciate that. That is almost all that I want from a Bourne film, but it still left me feeling a bit hollow. I will always welcome more Bourne, but if they can't find a good reason for him to continue, then perhaps Jason's story should have ended with Ultimatum.
20. Central Intelligence - You kind of know what you're going to get. This is a decent buddy cop movie with some good laughs and serviceable action, though it has a fairly predictable plot and a few really lazy "lol so random" jokes in it. Kevin Hart does his Kevin Hart thing just fine. To be honest, I actually didn't care for The Rock's character. I didn't know what he was supposed to be: shy loner, obsessive weirdo, or even possibly slightly autistic? He was reading real strange, and I just don't think The Rock was able to pull it off. He has charisma, to be sure, and I generally like him in things, but he might not have enough range to give this character that roundedness it truly needed. Either that, or it was just a poorly written character. Fun movie in general though, and good enough to watch if you catch it on cable one day.
19. Hidden Figures - This was a nice, inspirational movie, even though it felt real dull around the edges, like it was almost made for children. The plot is very paint by numbers and there aren't a whole lot of surprises here. You do get some good acting from the cast, though (of note: Taraji P. Henson, Octavia Spencer, Janelle Monáe, and Kevin Costner), and that helps to carry the film all the way across the finish line.
18. Deadpool - Well, I will say this, this is certainly the funniest movie to ever feature a horrific, 20 minute segment of medical torture. The humor, in general, is very quantity over quality. There are a few really good jokes that land well and the film is at its best when it's making fun of superhero tropes, but there are so many goddamn dick jokes and topical jokes that will date super poorly: Rosie O'Donnell references? Jokes about the Taken movies? These aren't exactly fresh and hilarious now. If you rewatch this film in a few years, they'll make you cringe. The film has some decent, if sparse, action and Ryan Reynolds and Morena Baccarin had good chemistry. It's fun to get a different take on the superhero world every now and then, but I don't know that this film is, or even should be, the game changer that people were saying.
17. Keanu - This movie's got a handful of genuinely funny moments and some great running jokes, though there are parts where the comedy really slows down as they try to ratchet up the drama. Keegan-Michael Key and Jordan Peele have fantastic chemistry and the kitten is an amazing actor, just heart-meltingly adorable. Fans of the Key and Peele show will enjoy this the most, but it plays well to all audiences.
16. Arrival - Arrival looks great and has some excellent acting, especially from Amy Adams, who carries most of the film, and Jeremy Renner, who does a good job without a whole lot to work with. The villains of the piece, though, are a little too one-note, on-the-nose bureaucrats. I was enjoying this film through the first two acts or so, but I had major problems with the ending. (SPOILERS) It's, as my brother put it, "future ex machina." The film essentially uses the causal loop as a way to resolve the plot. The causal loop is cute in movies like The Terminator as a way to make you reconsider elements from the film, but I hate it being used as a linchpin to make the plot work. This film perhaps might have been better served by focusing on communication and our issues with language, which is a subject it plays with well. I would've avoided the issues of time altogether because time travel movies rarely, if ever, are told without getting messy. (END SPOILERS)
15. Hail, Caesar! - This film's story is pretty weak, but all the things that happen around the story are fantastic. Hail, Caesar! is at its best when it's paying homage to old Hollywood with really well done song and dance pieces or sending up the business with excellent comedic bits. The film looks fantastic and gets strong performances out of Josh Brolin and Alden Ehrenreich. It's a love letter to the olden days of the film industry that's not as great as the sum of all its parts. Its parts, however, add up to a very high sum.
-Okay, break time. We're about half-way done with the list so here's where I'll stop to mention the two documentaries I saw this year.
Weiner was like watching a fascinating, slow motion train wreck. It makes you sad about what a good politician Anthony Weiner could've been if he could've kept his dick in his pants. It also helps you see that his passion and inability to back down from anything -- a big part of what made him a compelling politician in the first place -- is also what makes him constantly get in his own way. It's probably what also led to him to allow a documentary crew follow him around as he ran for mayor of New York, and stay around even after his second texting scandal broke. Also, my God do you feel bad for Huma Abedin.
O.J.: Made in America is a wide-spanning, masterpiece of a documentary that presents to you, in compelling fashion, everything you ever needed to know about O.J. Simpson. It covers him from childhood through his recent second arrest and conviction and touches on every part in between, including painting a vivid picture of race relations in America at the time of the trial. This documentary is about eight hours long, but you never feel like there's any stretching. In fact, you sort of wish there was even more. It's a gripping and tragic story and Ezra Edelman did a fantastic job putting it together.
I'm not going to try and fit these two documentaries into the list of narrative films, but I will just say I thought both of them were excellent and recommend them.
All right. Let's get back to it. These last 14 films all received A-minuses or better in my invisible rating scale that I use to help me order the list, so here, in my opinion, is the good stuff.-
14. Doctor Strange - This was a very fun, visually extraordinary ride. The action scenes were excellent, making clever use of space and time. The film is well directed. There's a lot of interdimensional traveling and warping of space in this movie that could've been a mess, but it's actually surprisingly easy to follow. Benedict Cumberbatch is very charismatic, though I felt he could've used some more character building (he just kind of goes from slightly a jerk to not such a jerk). There's lots of setup and exposition about Doctor Strange and his mythology, so there's less time to really develop Mads Mikkelsen's villain, Kaecilius, which feels like a missed opportunity. Otherwise, though, there are quite a few good supporting characters, including The Ancient One, played with some depth by Tilda Swinton. Another strong addition to the Marvel Cinematic Universe.
13. Whiskey Tango Foxtrot - Or as I called it, Zero Dark Thirty Rock thank you, thank you very much. What? Roses? You're too kind. Thank you! Whiskey Tango Foxtrot is an excellent comedy/war drama, with some great dialogue, solid acting (of note: Tina Fey, Christopher Abbott, and strong bit roles from Billy Bob Thornton and Evan Jonigkeit), and surprisingly touching and/or dramatic moments.
12. Popstar: Never Stop Never Stopping - There are just so many jokes in this. They come at you a mile a minute, so there are bound to be a handful of misses (mostly when the jokes veer into the too silly, 14 year old boy stuff) but there are a lot more jokes that hit and hit hard. The best come when the film is sending up the music industry, especially using real, big names from said industry in faux interviews. The songs are a real high point, too. This was definitely the funniest movie I saw this year.
11. The Nice Guys - This one's the ol' Shane Black special: mismatched buddy "cops" (not really cops, but for lack of a better cliché), witty dialogue, violence, mystery, physical humor. It's expertly done all around from writing to acting to directing. If you're a fan of Black’s work, this is a quality addition to his oeuvre.
10. Other People - This one treads on somewhat familiar ground but does so in a smart, well-crafted way. It's a film about watching someone you love die, which makes it a hard film to watch, especially because it hits on this nugget of truth: living through the death of a loved one is weird. I mean, sure, it's painful and heartbreaking, but it's also often awkward and frustrating, and sometimes, even darkly humorous. Loss is a part of life we all must experience, but we never really know how to deal with it perfectly and this is a film that touches beautifully on that. Great acting from Jesse Plemons and Molly Shannon at the center of this.
9. Rogue One: A Star Wars Story - A great take on a war movie in the Star Wars universe, with some excellent visuals, a fantastic third act, and a breathtaking sequence featuring Darth Vader. The film has a good score but I felt it was sometimes overbearing to the point of distraction -- there's a scene where a bunch of rebels are just debating at a table and the score is playing loudly like a battle sequence. Felicity Jones was a strong lead but, and maybe this is just my own issue to get over, Diego Luna just does nothing for me. The CGI Grand Moff Tarken was a little too CGI-y for my taste. He almost felt like a Jar Jar Binks-type full CGI character that wasn't actually there. I thought it could've used some scaling back but others who saw the movie with me didn't even notice he wasn't real, so maybe that was just because I went in with the knowledge the real actor had died years ago. Ultimately, this movie presents some cool ideas and offers a different, more grounded take on the Star Wars universe, but I have to say, I did kind of miss some of the Star Wars of it all: Jedis and lightsabers and such.
8. Moonlight - A beautifully shot, well written and directed film that touches on some familiar movie themes -- being poor and coming of age, being black and coming of age, and being gay and coming of age -- but combines them in a way that is more rarely seen. It's artfully done and without excess melodrama, though it's, let's say, methodically paced (the whole movie is maybe 10 segments). The acting is wonderful all around. The main two characters who we see grow up through the film are cast well. Chiron, especially, was a rich, full character created by three different actors doing the lifting. This film also received great supporting performances from Mahershala Ali, Janelle Monáe, and Naomie Harris. There isn't really a sour note in the whole ensemble.
7. Hunt for the Wilderpeople - This one is equal parts cute, funny, and touching, and is presented in an interesting style (very Wes Anderson-ian in camera, music, and color). At times, the plot isn't as tight as I'd like it to be, sometimes becoming almost dreamlike, moving from vignette to vignette, as the heroes encounter strange people and situations that don't always make sense. Still, there's a lot of heart at the center of this strange film, and it makes for an excellent movie going experience. Sam Neill and Julian Dennison give excellent performances.
6. Zootopia - I was not expecting to love this movie as much as I did. It's funny, sweet, and very imaginative. The little world that's been created for this film is fascinating, with clever parodies and animal gags (sloths running the DMV, for example). The film provides a pretty decent mystery thriller as well, while managing to touch on issues of classism, sexism, and racism (little on the nose though they might be - it is a kid's movie after all). It's impressive considering there are seven different writers credited on the story. That's normally a bad sign, but this movie worked. If you're looking for things to watch with the family, you could do much, much worse.
5. Manchester by the Sea - As a movie (that is, a story with a beginning, middle, end, 3 act structure and all that), it doesn't quite come all together for me. I wish the story was more solid. It almost feels like a visual novel, in a way, as weird as that sounds. I wish the music, beautiful as it was, was quieter or not there, allowing us to be fully with the characters more. I think these, for lack of a better word, shortcomings, as a movie prevent me from moving this film higher up the list. The reason I have this as high as it is, though, is because if you see this not as a film but as an examination of life, it's incredible. It speaks to how life can be unfair and unbearably painful and yet still humorous (sometimes morbidly so). How love and family can be the greatest sources of strength in our lives, and the things that cause us the most pain. How we deal with tragedy, and how in life, things don't always work out. Sometimes, there isn't character growth. Sometimes, we just find ourselves drifting, trying to make it through life as best we can. Manchester by the Sea is beautiful, and real, and emotionally gutting. Casey Affleck is amazing, his pain just simmering under the surface at all times, constantly affecting him. Lucas Hedges and Kyle Chandler were both excellent in supporting roles. And Michelle Williams, in her one big scene, is heartbreaking. That one big scene, too... my God, it's devastating. Affleck and Williams made me feel more emotion in that scene than any other scene in any film this year did. Don't be discouraged from watching this film because people talk about how depressing it is. There is sadness, to be sure. It isn't a light watch. But there's levity in here as well. There's both. That's life.
4. Florence Foster Jenkins - Another movie that took me by complete surprise. You see the commercials and think this is just a film with Meryl Streep singing bad and that's the joke and that's it. And sure, there's some of that. But this movie, at its core, is a beautiful, lovable movie about chasing your dreams. About making an effort to create, and being vulnerable, and trying things, and being a positive influence on the world. It's also a story about love, and what you would do to protect and support those you love. And finally, it's a movie about empathy, and about how we should treat one another. You get some fantastic acting from Streep, of course. I mean, yeah, she's good in everything, but what she did here, with what could be a one-note character, is made a full human. Streep plays Jenkins with a kindness that makes you love her, and a dauntless attitude that makes you respect her. You want her to succeed, and, knowing she can't, you want to protect her. There's solid supporting work here, too, from Rebecca Ferguson and Hugh Grant (who does an excellent job as a man of contradictions, but one who cares deeply for Florence and will go to great lengths to protect her), but I was most surprised by Simon Helberg's Cosmé McMoon. He brings a meekness and sweetness to his role that really humanizes his character. Look, your mileage may vary here. I’m not blind to some of the issues of this film, but it just hit me in such a wonderful, unexpected way and I enjoyed it immensely.
3. Sing Street - This is a fantastic little indie film with some great music and original songs, really funny bits, and good acting (especially from Jack Reynor, who plays a mentor older brother with a little extra bubbling under the surface). The film touches on the importance of music in life (especially as a form of escapism or a way to speak about love), about taking risks, and chasing dreams. I don't have a whole much else to say about it. It just works on every level and accomplishes everything it sets out to do. One of the most enjoyable films of the year.
2. Captain America: Civil War - The most fun I had in a movie theater this year. It's filled with great action sequences, including the awesome airport fight scene (the best action sequence of the year), that actually have some strong emotion behind them and consequences because of them. It also has some excellent bits of humor sprinkled throughout. There's a huge cast here, but they are used well and play well off of each other. Robert Downey Jr., who is always good as Tony Stark, shows a little bit of range, flashing some of his acting chops in a couple of family-related emotional scenes. Tom Holland is an outstanding Spider-Man and his interactions with Tony Stark and the rest of the Avengers are some of the high points of the film. Finally, I think it's an impressive bit of writing to establish both sides of the civil war as reasonable and somewhat unreasonable. You get why the heroes pick the sides they're on, and why they don't understand how their friends could pick the other side. Their reasons for fighting each other make sense and the fight feels like an inevitability instead of a obligatory point we've been forced towards. Another hit for Marvel.
1. La La Land - Feels like this Damien Chazelle guy might be someone to watch. This movie is pure, wonderful fantasy. It's just a delight. I loved it. It's brilliantly directed and cleverly written. Every shot and scene is so visually interesting and vibrant. There's some great choreography and the music is pretty good, though I actually think it could've been better. It's enjoyable while you're in the film, but outside of "City of Stars," none of the songs really stuck with me in a way I wish they did. Also, (SPOILERS) the ending is so emotionally crushing. I get it, I accept it, it's beautiful and bold in its own way of looking at life, but, come on, if you're going for a throwback musical, end it like a throwback musical. I mean, yeah, it's a throwback musical with a modern twist and in modern life, things don't work out all the time. Okay, okay, fine. But I say leave that stark realism to Manchester by the Sea and leave this film with the magic, happy ending. That’s the effect this film had on me. I know, in my head, the ending makes sense, but this film had me by the heart so badly that I couldn’t deal with it. I was so damn emotionally invested! (END SPOILERS) Ryan Gosling and Emma Stone are incredible. They have the best on-screen chemistry of any couple on film this year. This film filled me with joy and left me in awe. I don't know how you could watch it and not have a smile on your face. That's why it's my #1 film of the year.
All right. Let's wrap it up with some individual awards.
Best Actor
5. Sam Neill, Hunt for the Wilderpeople 4. Jesse Plemmons, Other People 3. Denzel Washington, Fences 2. Ryan Gosling, La La Land 1. Casey Affleck, Manchester by the Sea
Best Actress
5. Taraji P. Henson, Hidden Figures 4. Viola Davis, Fences 3. Amy Adams, Arrival 2. Emma Stone, La La Land 1. Meryl Streep, Florence Foster Jenkins
Best Supporting Actor
5. Hugh Grant, Florence Foster Jenkins 4. Simon Helberg, Florence Foster Jenkins 3. Alden Ehrenreich, Hail, Caesar! 2. Lucas Hedges, Manchester by the Sea 1. Mahershala Ali, Moonlight
Best Supporting Actress
5. Octavia Spencer, Hidden Figures 4. Janelle Monáe, Moonlight 3. Molly Shannon, Other People 2. Naomie Harris, Moonlight 1. Michelle Williams, Manchester by the Sea
Best Director
5. Ethan Coen and Joel Coen, Hail, Caesar! 4. Taika Waititi, Hunt for the Wilderpeople 3. Barry Jenkins, Moonlight 2. Kenneth Lonergan, Manchester by the Sea 1. Damien Chazelle, La La Land
Best Screenplay
5. Shane Black and Anthony Bagarozzi, The Nice Guys 4. Chris Kelly, Other People 3. Kenneth Lonergan, Manchester by the Sea 2. Damien Chazelle, La La Land 1. John Carney, Sing Street
There we go. Way too many words about movies. If you stuck around this long, I apologize for the insane rants about some of those movies up in the 20s.
Also, if you stuck around this long, what are you doing? You're crazy and I love you.
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1. Who is your hero?
this is so hard i have so many, like it depends on like what type of hero bc like, i got one 4 everyhting ok, like I have so many? So many people who mean so much to me like, jesus?!? ( both literally and in exasperation lol ) no but really there are so many but uhm I think If I had to pick a person it would have toooo… it would have to be my Mom. I know that’s cheesy, or something, probably as cheesy as the jesus thing but literally she keeps the house together and she does so much & I don’t think I’ll ever be able to explain to her how much she’s done for me & :/ I just love her. She’s my hero. But, like… I could pick more, I could also easily pick Demi, or Taylor or maybe Stevie Nicks, or fricken Julie Andrews??? Iconic. Hero. Bless. Dolly Parton???? Goals aF. I could go on for hours but those are like the tippy top ones. 
2. If you could live anywhere, where would it be?
Oh well, I mean I really do love Michigan? Like, being able to be by the big lakes is amazing & the views are just?? Incredible. But I think if I had the chance of anywhere without needing to worry about money or the fact I’d be super far from family I’d pick California? or ? I don’t know I just,…. maybe not the ritzy bits of it like it’s a huge state ya’ll have some not so populated places but being close to the ocean & also semi-sort of close to somewhere that is just incredibly alive & fresh would be really cool ( plus bumping into celebs l maO ) I would also say NYC or something but lmao sO much traffic & such little spaces.
3. What is your biggest fear?
lmao uh idk either driving or just people leaving idk 
4. What is your favorite family vacation?
We have only really had one huGE one where we went to Disney World together and it was AMAZING it wasn’t v busy cause we went in their off season and it was literally so fun I’d love to go again tbqh
5. What would you change about yourself if you could?
hmmm I’m tryin’ to love myself more so I feel like I defeat the purpose if I say what I wanna change, but also I’m trying to get healthier this year so maybe just so more strength & also clear skin bc those are what I’m working towards right now.
6. What really makes you angry?
I think what really gets on my nerves is & makes me angry is peoples unwillingness to listen to one another. Like I don’t wanna get political bc i hate ( hate ) politics but like seriously. Treat people as humans. Both sides have wrongs in this and it bothers me that both sides act like they’re ‘holier than thou’ but are both, at times, wrong. No one gets anywhere and we won’t get anywhere if we assume things of one another & also if we don’t stop to realize we are all, in fact, humans who just want to live a happy & healthy life. Unless someone is pointedly a bad person and wants to cause destruction, hate, discourse, ect. then just either try to have a conversation or let it go if there’s none to be had. Being an activist is an amazing thing to do & is mostly always a selfless act but unless you fully accept you’re never actually going to fix everyone & change everyone’s views to your own then you’re just going to be unhappy & bitter for the rest of your life. 
also tumblr callout culture. yall need to get the friCK over yourselves & go like, to church or smthin or at least go to a etiquette class like damn ya’ll make me angry & I’m not??? even an angry person? ?  ? 
( addendum : i hate when people treat others like pos just because they disagree with them it bothers tf out of me. ) 
7. What motivates you to work hard?
Music mostly, it just gives me a good vibe ( depending on the song ) and it just??? It’s like pressing play on a movie or something ‘cause if I have background music ( or not so background music ) then it’s like somethings supposed to be happening so I do more stuff.. but like, I am a super unmotivated person unless I actually have a task that needs to get done, like if it’s a personal motivation to do something it’s ten times harder lmao
8. What is your favorite thing about your career?
since I don’t… really have one I… idk I mean if I made writing a career I guess I’d say my favorite thing is when things click for a muse & you have a lot of muse for writing & it all just pours out & you’re happy.
9. What is your biggest complaint about your job?
I don’t got a job fam…. O.O’’
10. What is your proudest accomplishment?
When I was at camp one little girl in my cabin was just??? adorable??? and she said once when we were talking that I made her want to be a counselor because it looked like fun and it just??? me ??? inspiring a little girl ?? to want to do the funnest job ever??? i was happy. proudest moment. 
11. What is your child’s proudest accomplishment?
m m y  ch il d …. u me an m y cat?? He once swatted at our big dog i was proud of him 4 having the courage tbh.
12. What is your favorite book to read?
I haven’t read a book in forever but I really wanna re-read The Last Song so probably that one.
13. What makes you laugh the most?
Corny jokes. I’m a sucker for em, but also just jokes in general if u can make me laugh u basically have me in the palm of ur hand bc I love laughing but also puppies being clumsy & joe jonas. just fuckijng joe jonas ok he makes me laugh & all he has to do is smile ok.
14. What was the last movie you went to? What did you think?
Uh last movie I went to was Underworld: Blood Wars & It was better than I thought it would b tho it was a little awkward I was sitting next to an old bearded man while a girl got eaten out so that was like, O.O but it was good & I really loved one of the girls in it but I can’t remember her name soBS
15. What did you want to be when you were small?
 a dog ( bless the puppy filter ) no but really I don’t know I never really knew what I wanted to be I switched so much I mean I took ballet classes but failed I took art but I’m still meh, I wanted to be a vet but I can’t deal with the death aspect of it at all. I dunno fam I just wanted to be a dog & live a happy pure life as a pupper.
16. What does your child want to be when he/she grows up?
He want’s to be a lion. Rawr.
17. If you could choose to do anything for a day, what would it be?
Cuddling with Cass all day sounds v legit I’d pick that. ( or disney world again…  but with Cassandra, bc yes. )
18. What is your favorite game or sport to watch and play?
I want to get back into sims *side eyes kae* but also I think u mean just sports so I don’t know… I mean football?? It’s interesting to watch tbh but like I don’t really watch any other sport so it’s football as default.
19. Would you rather ride a bike, ride a horse, or drive a car?
I’d rather have someone drive a car for me ( sobS ) but also I’ve never ridden a horse so that’d be fun to try 
20. What would you sing at Karaoke night?
Uh, some Miley Cyrus / Hannah Montana stuff soBS or.… … ..  Hamilton oH GOD HAMILTON OK Fukc KME UP. H A M I L  T ON .
21. What two radio stations do you listen to in the car the most?
Either 105.3 or 104.5 ‘cause they’re the like, top 100 stations near us? that or we just shuffle all of my dads & moms saved stations which are like, old rock music & like 80′s - 00′s stations which are ok too. 
22. Which would you rather do: wash dishes, mow the lawn, clean the bathroom, or vacuum the house?
I do all of these in one day sobs but shit Vacuum, cleaning the bathroom is like some kind of level 10 hell spaces nothings ever actually clean & it takes forever even tho it’s the smallest room jfc. I wash dishes allthe time tho so I’d want a break & mowing the lawn is legit not that bad it’s just like, mentally I gotta get UP and then once I do I’m chill. It burns calories so im chilli. 
23. If you could hire someone to help you, would it be with cleaning, cooking, or yard work?
Yard work fam. I love cooking by myself ( or well baking… I don’t cook much I just make cookies  lmAO ) but also & cleaning I’m used to doing alone so it’s chill but outside work is just annoying & needs to be over asap.
24. If you could only eat one meal for the rest of your life, what would it be?
this is super hard but my mom’s bbq chicken with red skin potatoes, it’s like the best thing ever, but this is ridiculous like- food is too good to give up. 
25. Who is your favorite author?
Okay I haven’t read anything is sO LONG so I’m not really sure but just on the premise of knowing a lot of his work I’m going to go with C.S. Lewis because I love the way he explains things & I love Narnia. 
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