Now in 3D!
I AM BEOWULF!
THIS IS SPARTA!
NO ONE KNEW ENOUGH TO THROW ON A SWEATER WHEN IT GOT CHILLY, IN ANCIENT TIMES!
I'M OUT $12.50 FOR THAT DRECK LAST NIGHT! THANKS ROBERT ZEMECKIS!
Saw Beowulf last night. The IMAX version was sold out but I still saw it in 3D. Gonna wear the 3D glasses to work on Monday and reaffirm to everyone that I do seem to march to the beat of a different drummer, to put it kindly.
Roger Ebert suggested that the film was satire and he may be on to something. Some of the dialog, if not meant to be satirical, was definitely inappropriately funny. One example is when Beowulf strips naked, intending to fight Grendel hand to hand, and his second in command chooses that moment to make an unrelated comment about something in the room smelling bad. That had to have been scripted, hadn't it?
No, you want a film about monsters then go and see No Country for Old Men in which Javier Bardem plays a real life, quite frightening, totally believable monster. The black humor in this film is definitely intended and much of it is taken directly from Cormac McCarthy's book, which I am reading right now. This instant.
That's all I have. Time for ramen.
THIS IS SPARTA!
NO ONE KNEW ENOUGH TO THROW ON A SWEATER WHEN IT GOT CHILLY, IN ANCIENT TIMES!
I'M OUT $12.50 FOR THAT DRECK LAST NIGHT! THANKS ROBERT ZEMECKIS!
Saw Beowulf last night. The IMAX version was sold out but I still saw it in 3D. Gonna wear the 3D glasses to work on Monday and reaffirm to everyone that I do seem to march to the beat of a different drummer, to put it kindly.
Roger Ebert suggested that the film was satire and he may be on to something. Some of the dialog, if not meant to be satirical, was definitely inappropriately funny. One example is when Beowulf strips naked, intending to fight Grendel hand to hand, and his second in command chooses that moment to make an unrelated comment about something in the room smelling bad. That had to have been scripted, hadn't it?
No, you want a film about monsters then go and see No Country for Old Men in which Javier Bardem plays a real life, quite frightening, totally believable monster. The black humor in this film is definitely intended and much of it is taken directly from Cormac McCarthy's book, which I am reading right now. This instant.
That's all I have. Time for ramen.
Having access to an IMAX 3D show would be the only way to bother with this film in a theater, I think. Otherwise, wait for the DVD. Nothing is a complete waste on Netflix since you can replace it in just a few days.
RIGHT ARM!!!