So I’m Lovely Monster, and Piet is Pretty Monster.
WHAT DO I TURN INTO
IT BETTER BE A CRIME-FIGHTING BUDGIE
Sounds about right >:D
Chibi Masochist….or Chibi Angel depending on which last name I use.
Chibi Alchemist… I’m Ed?!
I AM THE DARK MAGICIAN.
Will senpai notice me now?
Hole - Malibu
This is a song I’ve decidedly mixed feelings about. To me, it’s staying at a mate’s place, staring at the teev whilst this plays on rage at 5 in the morinng, wondering what the hell you’re gonna do next. It’s being subjected to this (and the entirety of Celebrity Skin) at a not-comfortable volume en route to a country football grand final. It’s polished and radio-friendly and sounds like the lost Rumours-era Fleetwood Mac single Love intended it to be (indeed, she wrote it with Stevie Nicks in mind). But…
I find the lyrics waver between banal and enlightening, as any good pop song does…they implore, rather than condemn:
Help me please, burn the sorrow from your eyes Oh, come on, be alive again Don’t lay down and die… I can’t be near you The light just radiates
It’s a dialogue, the push-me-pull-you of a destructive relatiionship. Displaying empathy, while outlining the need to escape, hoping the act itself will solve everything. But there’s a difference between reaching escape velocity, and simply crashing and burning. And goodness knows California’s full of burnouts.
If you say you’re on your way to where you want to go, then why keep looking back?
The performances are at best a mixed bag. Jackie Earle Haley’s Rorschach is probably the standout - at the screening I attended his “you’re locked in here with me” got the sole spontaneous cheer, and he managed to make Rorschach’s “Rorschach voice” seem unforced and realistic. Billy Crudup’s Dr. Manhattan is eerie and entertaining, and Patrick Wilson’s Nite Owl is passable to decent. Jeffrey Dean Morgan’s Comedian is an actor in search of good direction who doesn’t get it. Matthew Goode’s Ozymandias is just too joyfully evil for the turn to surprise a newcomer or satisfy someone already familiar with the story, and Malin Akerman’s Silk Spectre is terrible, one of the worst performances I have seen in years; she absolutely wrecks every scene she’s in and given how many important scenes have Silk Spectre in them, that’s a lot of the most important parts of the movie.
But even when the actors are good, the dialogue is just terrible, be it Moore’s or no. Haley and Crudup can get away with it because of their characters, but some of the dreck the other characters get is just… ugh. The controversial “plot changes” are barely a blip, and frankly the new bits of storyline work just as well.
Overblown, overlong crap.
Chris Bird reviewing Zack Snyder’s filmiic version of Watchmen back in 2009.
This is basically why I’m very hesitant about Man of Steel. No doubt I’ll go and see it, but I don’t hold out much hope on it being a subtle, nuanced rendering of the Superman mythos. I mean, I quite liked the Dawn of the Dead remake, but 300 was unmemorably average, while Sucker Punch I gave up on thirty minutes in.
If we’re going to start blasting IMAX shots of (semi-)naked medical/science officers for no reason besides because they could, at least give us a few Bones pics. But seriously, it was horribly ridiculous and we’re glad they learned from their silly decision to force the one new female character with speaking lines to strip in front of Captain Kirk.