Serenity
Kay. Y'all probably figure by now that where Whedon's concerned, I'm jes' a fanboy, not to be trusted. 'Course I'm gonna like his stuff.
So it's pretty much just de rigueur that I'm gonna say I saw Serenity last weekend, and thought it was a damned fine piece of filmmaking, great, snappy dialogue... taut, compelling storytelling... all 'round a beautiful thing destined to prove to a skeptical world that Whedon can too weave his magic on 35mm stock and in the two-hour feature film format...
Yadda yadda. You knew I was gonna say this, right? So you're not listening. You're just gonna go watch some damn, wincingly predictable, beautifully shot and intellectually vapid made-ta-please-da-jury Oscar fodder with strings drenched in reverb leaning on every moment you and the rest of the sheep in the theatre are expected to weep, forget yet again that the sharpest, smartest, all 'round most inventive guy doing scripts this century has his first really totally his-own thing happening in the theatres this month... Yeah, I know your game. Ten bucks yer gonna dump on it, just so you can tell the neighbours yer all, like, mature or somethin'.
So here's the deal. Fine. Don't see Serenity just 'cause I said you should, and I have, now and then, demonstrated to you something that looks a bit like taste. Don't see it just 'cos you know this guy writes interesting characters you might actually give a damn about. Don't see it just 'cause he's proving before our very eyes that great film can still be great fun.
See it 'cos if you don't, I'm gonna find out. And I know where you live.
So it's pretty much just de rigueur that I'm gonna say I saw Serenity last weekend, and thought it was a damned fine piece of filmmaking, great, snappy dialogue... taut, compelling storytelling... all 'round a beautiful thing destined to prove to a skeptical world that Whedon can too weave his magic on 35mm stock and in the two-hour feature film format...
Yadda yadda. You knew I was gonna say this, right? So you're not listening. You're just gonna go watch some damn, wincingly predictable, beautifully shot and intellectually vapid made-ta-please-da-jury Oscar fodder with strings drenched in reverb leaning on every moment you and the rest of the sheep in the theatre are expected to weep, forget yet again that the sharpest, smartest, all 'round most inventive guy doing scripts this century has his first really totally his-own thing happening in the theatres this month... Yeah, I know your game. Ten bucks yer gonna dump on it, just so you can tell the neighbours yer all, like, mature or somethin'.
So here's the deal. Fine. Don't see Serenity just 'cause I said you should, and I have, now and then, demonstrated to you something that looks a bit like taste. Don't see it just 'cos you know this guy writes interesting characters you might actually give a damn about. Don't see it just 'cause he's proving before our very eyes that great film can still be great fun.
See it 'cos if you don't, I'm gonna find out. And I know where you live.
posted by AJM at 8:15 p.m. (Permanent Link)
