So me 'n Dr Karen and Stead went to see Spiderman 3 on Friday. What a disappointment. After setting the bar so high on the previous two movies, you'd think that having the same team on board for the third installment would have ensured a similarly fantastic movie. Not the case apparently. Instead we were treated to a rubbish plot, one or two admittedly spectacular fight scenes, too many bad guys and way to much whining from Mary Jane Watson about how Peter Parker doesn't understand her and how do you think that makes her feeeeeel? And an unnatural preoccupation with wanting to talk about their relationship. It was quite watchable, but should have been 50 times better!
On the other hand, I saw Children of Men last night - a British movie which was about Clive Owen running around in flip-flops trying to save a pregnant foreign girl from some very bad people. This presented a very scary vision of the future in which everybody (except the pregnant foreign girl) is infertile and the British goverment has decided to deport all of the foriegners (including the pregnant foreign girl). Except that by 'deport' they seem to mean 'chuck 'em in a nasty commune in Bexhill'. Lots of exciting drama and one really amazing set piece near the end that's a fantastic technical acheivement as well as being very very cool.
Once you've seen it, CoM will go down in your memory as 'That Movie With Clive Owen In Flip-Flops'. Although at one point, he loses one of them, so for a bit it's 'That Movie With Clive Owen In A Flip-Flop'. It also sports one of the slowest car chases I've ever seen! Weeeeeeeeeee!
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