Christmas weekend was a three-movie weekend at Cicada Manor. We finished off all three of our Netflix movies on the Big Screen. Here's a quick review of them.
I watched
I, Robot without the Missus, a good thing. She's not as big a fan as I am of special-effects laden, marauding-robot killing Will Smith summer blockbusters. Actually, I'm not that big of a fan, but this was a pretty cool action-packed popcorn movie. The effects were really good throughout and some of the action scenes were spectacular, especially the one involving robot trucks and a big tunnel.
There was something missing though:
Isaac Asimov, the author of
I, Robot and other classic robot science fiction stories. The movie claims that it was
suggested by the book, which is about right. I'd hoped the success of
The Lord of the Rings would convince Hollywood that sticking close to classic science fiction stories would be profitable, but in this case they ignored Asimov and stuck in a bunch of standard characters that appear in hundreds of other mundane movies. Smith's "Del Spooner" is, get this, a misunderstood cop with a bad attitude. At one point his boss says "Give me your gun and badge." How original. (Another black mark against the movie is that even with the beautiful Bridget Moynihan in the movie, the only naked butt we see is Will Smith's.) The movie would have been a lot better with less attitude and more Asimov.
King Arthur was better, and still not a flick chick by any measure. The legend of Arthur and his knights, first written down in the Middle Ages, was based on a real man named Arturius who lived around the time the Romans abandoned Britian. The movie tells the story of Arthur and his faithful band of Roman knights who stay behind and join with the native Britons to fight off an invading army of cruel Saxons. It's a pretty good movie, especially if you like bloody sword battles. The Missus was entertained, though she hid her eyes during much of the fighting.
The Terminal was directed by Steven Spielberg and featured Tom Hanks. With star power like that I was expecting more than this pleasant piffle of a movie. Hanks plays a man from a fictional Eastern European country that undergoes a revolution while he's in flight to JFK. Since his country no longer exists, he's trapped in the terminal of the airport indefinately. It's kind of amusing to see Hanks return luggage carts for the quarters he uses to buy Whoppers at the Burger King and play Cupid for an airline worker in love with a customs officer. Some artificial conflict is created by making the airport head of Homeland Security be a real ass. It was, disappointingly, just an okay movie.