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cyranoSo if I'm driving down 101S and see the road construction sign that says "San Antonio Exit closed use other ramp" I'm going to think 'Whew good thing I'm taking the Rengstorff exit.'
And so of course that's when I pass the San Antonio exit, which is not at all closed and think 'crap'.
So yeah, there was a trip down to Shoreline and a circling back. I think the bastards just couldn't spell Rengstorff and decided to call it San Antonio.
So let me start out by saying how much I do not care for the Dark Phoenix shit that Marvel seemed to have such a big fetish for. The original story--girl gets monumental super powers that take her over and she sacrifices herself for the greater good--I had no problem with. It was a hell of a story, and something I had never seen in comics before.
But they insisted on returning, like a dog to its vomit, to the Phoenix storyline and tinkering with it. The first couple of times the Phoenix returned, it was a fine joke and ha ha ha the Phoenix rises again and all that, and Kitty Pryde dressing up as Dark Phoenix to bluff her way out of a collection of hostile type aliens made me laugh. But it got old. And then it got old and lame. And then they said Oh hey, let's do some alternate timelines where Scott and Jean have kids and then send them into our timeline because... we're bored and have no original ideas of our own. Jesus Christ.
So it got to the point where I have a visceral reaction to anything Phoenix related. It tamed my enjoyment of the second movie, and I was pretty much dreading this one.
That said. I enjoyed this film. I had my disappointments (Why does Peter not have a Russian accent? Why does Kitty not have a Peter?) but I'm well aware that this is not the comic book. And so, apparently, does Brett Ratner. Damn but it took balls to venture that far away from the 'canon' and start removing characters (either by killing or 'curing'). Even if this *is* the last X-Men movie. Which it may not be, thank you stupid 'Nobody ever really dies in a comic book' fuckery which I really hated. It was nice to see Moira again, but I wanted the movie to end with Erik tipping over that King. Checkmate.
This really seemed like a movie with a lot of pairs/balance/dualism. Jean and the Phoenix. Charles and Erik. Iceman and Pyro. Storm and Callisto. (More so in the comic, I guess.) Wolverine and the Beast. The School and the Brotherhood. There were others, but the point was pretty much hammered home. Make a choice--choose your side.
Random thoughts:
Leech! *squee* Yay Leech! I like Leech.
Ah, it's not a real movie until you get the Stan Lee cameo. (Update: Apparently Chris Claremont also cameos.)
"This place can be home too." Oh. So... it never gets cold in upstate New York? Good thing we have freezer lad here to provide us with some quality skatin' time.
Warren catches his father at Alcatraz and I'm thinking "You know, this would be the perfect time to tell him that you're gay, honey."
(Having double checked--yes it is R. Lee Ermey doing the shoutoff in the 'getting ready for battle' scene.)
I'm so glad they didn't wimp out and actually gave Rogue the cure she wanted.
Oh, and damn did that graveside stuff remind me of Serenity. (:
Also oh, the Chron gives me this to amuse myself: -- Advisory: Explosions and sexual situations culminating in physical death.
And so of course that's when I pass the San Antonio exit, which is not at all closed and think 'crap'.
So yeah, there was a trip down to Shoreline and a circling back. I think the bastards just couldn't spell Rengstorff and decided to call it San Antonio.
So let me start out by saying how much I do not care for the Dark Phoenix shit that Marvel seemed to have such a big fetish for. The original story--girl gets monumental super powers that take her over and she sacrifices herself for the greater good--I had no problem with. It was a hell of a story, and something I had never seen in comics before.
But they insisted on returning, like a dog to its vomit, to the Phoenix storyline and tinkering with it. The first couple of times the Phoenix returned, it was a fine joke and ha ha ha the Phoenix rises again and all that, and Kitty Pryde dressing up as Dark Phoenix to bluff her way out of a collection of hostile type aliens made me laugh. But it got old. And then it got old and lame. And then they said Oh hey, let's do some alternate timelines where Scott and Jean have kids and then send them into our timeline because... we're bored and have no original ideas of our own. Jesus Christ.
So it got to the point where I have a visceral reaction to anything Phoenix related. It tamed my enjoyment of the second movie, and I was pretty much dreading this one.
That said. I enjoyed this film. I had my disappointments (Why does Peter not have a Russian accent? Why does Kitty not have a Peter?) but I'm well aware that this is not the comic book. And so, apparently, does Brett Ratner. Damn but it took balls to venture that far away from the 'canon' and start removing characters (either by killing or 'curing'). Even if this *is* the last X-Men movie. Which it may not be, thank you stupid 'Nobody ever really dies in a comic book' fuckery which I really hated. It was nice to see Moira again, but I wanted the movie to end with Erik tipping over that King. Checkmate.
This really seemed like a movie with a lot of pairs/balance/dualism. Jean and the Phoenix. Charles and Erik. Iceman and Pyro. Storm and Callisto. (More so in the comic, I guess.) Wolverine and the Beast. The School and the Brotherhood. There were others, but the point was pretty much hammered home. Make a choice--choose your side.
Random thoughts:
Leech! *squee* Yay Leech! I like Leech.
Ah, it's not a real movie until you get the Stan Lee cameo. (Update: Apparently Chris Claremont also cameos.)
"This place can be home too." Oh. So... it never gets cold in upstate New York? Good thing we have freezer lad here to provide us with some quality skatin' time.
Warren catches his father at Alcatraz and I'm thinking "You know, this would be the perfect time to tell him that you're gay, honey."
(Having double checked--yes it is R. Lee Ermey doing the shoutoff in the 'getting ready for battle' scene.)
I'm so glad they didn't wimp out and actually gave Rogue the cure she wanted.
Oh, and damn did that graveside stuff remind me of Serenity. (:
Also oh, the Chron gives me this to amuse myself: -- Advisory: Explosions and sexual situations culminating in physical death.
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Date: 2006-05-27 10:01 am (UTC)