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annwfynYes, I saw 'The Spirit' last night.
Ginnie liked it. I considered walking out on a number of occasions, and found myself dreaming of a nice quiet sitting room with Viva Pinata on the XboX. It was very much a Frank Miller film, which is to say that it would probably have been better off without the sound. It was pretty (if very stylized) to look at, but the dialogue barely managed to haul itself upwards to 'pastiche', the story was ropey as all hell, and the characters barely functioned as cardboard cut outs. I never thought I'd yearn for the depth and realism exhibited by 'Sin City', until I saw 'The Spirit'.
I also felt that the back story offered by the film, in which the Spirit managed to come back from the dead (after being shot as a hero cop), put on a very small domino mask, and then romance his fiancee without her knowing who he was was dubious in the extreme. I mean, we all know that most comic book heroines are dumb, but this woman was apparently about to marry Denny Colt, and is now boinking the Spirit. She's seen the Spirit wearing nothing but the domino mask, and apparently she's never thought 'gee, this guy who I'm shagging looks an awful lot like this other guy that I used to shag, who died mysteriously just before the Spirit turned up. What an odd coincidence.'
Still, at least the film was short, and I was home by 10.30 to play with my strange multi-coloured animals. And today, I'm in work with very little to do, and hopefully I'll have a nice quiet day and get off home around 4.30 pm.
Go me!
Ginnie liked it. I considered walking out on a number of occasions, and found myself dreaming of a nice quiet sitting room with Viva Pinata on the XboX. It was very much a Frank Miller film, which is to say that it would probably have been better off without the sound. It was pretty (if very stylized) to look at, but the dialogue barely managed to haul itself upwards to 'pastiche', the story was ropey as all hell, and the characters barely functioned as cardboard cut outs. I never thought I'd yearn for the depth and realism exhibited by 'Sin City', until I saw 'The Spirit'.
I also felt that the back story offered by the film, in which the Spirit managed to come back from the dead (after being shot as a hero cop), put on a very small domino mask, and then romance his fiancee without her knowing who he was was dubious in the extreme. I mean, we all know that most comic book heroines are dumb, but this woman was apparently about to marry Denny Colt, and is now boinking the Spirit. She's seen the Spirit wearing nothing but the domino mask, and apparently she's never thought 'gee, this guy who I'm shagging looks an awful lot like this other guy that I used to shag, who died mysteriously just before the Spirit turned up. What an odd coincidence.'
Still, at least the film was short, and I was home by 10.30 to play with my strange multi-coloured animals. And today, I'm in work with very little to do, and hopefully I'll have a nice quiet day and get off home around 4.30 pm.
Go me!