by Lysander » Thu Aug 14, 2003 9:31 pm
So, yeah. I just got through watching Daredevil. Someday soon, I will actually write up a full-on review of the movie, complete with highly-hilarious yet utterly irrelivant romps into nowhere. But in the meantime, I'm going to put my barely coherent thoughts about it down now.
...Or, in a few minutes.
Ahem.
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Thank you.
And now--VEGAS!--I will get to my thoughts on the movie.
I want to talk more about the things I didn't like about it, so I will start with the stuff I *did* like about it.
The bad guys were very, very well done. I especially liked Colin Feore or whatever his goddamn name is, because I saw him in _STORM OF THE CENTURY_, a Stephen King miniseries you will never, ever see, and he was very good. So I'm glad that he's been "discovered". Yes, on the whole, I'd say that the acting in the film was pretty good. And, well, goddammit, so were the special effects
What pissed me off about the movie, however, was the way blindness was portrayed in the movie. Okay, so he got chemicals spilled on him, and he gets blinded. Okay. Fair enough. I can see that. But jesus *christ*, that doesn't automatically make you Keano fucking Rieves. I mean, I may be on crack here, but when's the last time that you could *fly* after getting a chemical burn? And I'm thinking *literally* here, not figuratively. I guess you're supposed to believe that the chemical burns gave him The Power (TM) to:
-fly
-punch three times faster than normal
-become really, REALLY smooth
-get bat-like *sonar*.
I mean, let's be real here. There's no other way that he could do *half* the shit he does unless the chemicals gave him wildly-discordant powers. Including, yes, sonar. Because other than that, there is no fucking way in the world that he's gonna paint a perfect mental picture of someone thanks to *running water*. I mean, come the fuck *on*. So, let's say that the acid or mysterious chemical x (TM) or whatever the hell he got splashed with gave him wild and discordant powers (TM). Strange, I seem to remember the last person who got splashed with acid turned into a duel-personalitied psychopath obsessed on the number 2 calling himself two-face. Awfully twitchy things, these mysterious chemical x (TM)s. So, is the moral I'm supposed to take away from this movie "if you get splashed by mysterious chemical X (TM), you'll go blind, *buuuut* you'll get Incredible Chi Powerz and bat-like sonar! So have at it! Have fun, kiddies! Weeheehee!"?
So, yeah. I just got through watching Daredevil. Someday soon, I will actually write up a full-on review of the movie, complete with highly-hilarious yet utterly irrelivant romps into nowhere. But in the meantime, I'm going to put my barely coherent thoughts about it down now.
...Or, in a few minutes.
Ahem.
vegas vegas vegas vegas vegas vegas vegas vegas vegas vegas vegas vegas vegas.
Thank you.
And now--VEGAS!--I will get to my thoughts on the movie.
I want to talk more about the things I didn't like about it, so I will start with the stuff I *did* like about it.
The bad guys were very, very well done. I especially liked Colin Feore or whatever his goddamn name is, because I saw him in _STORM OF THE CENTURY_, a Stephen King miniseries you will never, ever see, and he was very good. So I'm glad that he's been "discovered". Yes, on the whole, I'd say that the acting in the film was pretty good. And, well, goddammit, so were the special effects
What pissed me off about the movie, however, was the way blindness was portrayed in the movie. Okay, so he got chemicals spilled on him, and he gets blinded. Okay. Fair enough. I can see that. But jesus *christ*, that doesn't automatically make you Keano fucking Rieves. I mean, I may be on crack here, but when's the last time that you could *fly* after getting a chemical burn? And I'm thinking *literally* here, not figuratively. I guess you're supposed to believe that the chemical burns gave him The Power (TM) to:
-fly
-punch three times faster than normal
-become really, REALLY smooth
-get bat-like *sonar*.
I mean, let's be real here. There's no other way that he could do *half* the shit he does unless the chemicals gave him wildly-discordant powers. Including, yes, sonar. Because other than that, there is no fucking way in the world that he's gonna paint a perfect mental picture of someone thanks to *running water*. I mean, come the fuck *on*. So, let's say that the acid or mysterious chemical x (TM) or whatever the hell he got splashed with gave him wild and discordant powers (TM). Strange, I seem to remember the last person who got splashed with acid turned into a duel-personalitied psychopath obsessed on the number 2 calling himself two-face. Awfully twitchy things, these mysterious chemical x (TM)s. So, is the moral I'm supposed to take away from this movie "if you get splashed by mysterious chemical X (TM), you'll go blind, *buuuut* you'll get Incredible Chi Powerz and bat-like sonar! So have at it! Have fun, kiddies! Weeheehee!"?