So, having seen number 2 last night, tonight Omaha and I went out to see Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End.
The film proceeds where the last one left off, with Barbossa leading a team with Will and Elizabeth off to the ends of the world to find Jack Sparrow and bring him back from the dead, because only Jack Sparrow knows how to take down Davy Jones.
I'm not going to post any spoilers because doing so would be pointless: there is a plot here, but it isn't the point of the film. You go in to let masters of the genre spend a lot of money poking your pineal gland as hard as they can over and over. The trouble is that you can only poke at it so often before it runs dry, and that's effectively what happens in the end. It is no spoiler to say that there's a huge, amazing battle at the end. That's the whole bloody point, isn't it? But the battle goes on for far, far too long. By the time the most astounding part of the beautifuly costumed computer-generated, green-screen stunted, Hans Zimmer-scored spectacle is before your eyes you've run out of awe. The shock has drained. It's all pretty pictures, but the ongoingness of it has successfully detached you from any emotional investment in the lives of the characters.
You've ceased to care.
This is not to say you shouldn't see it. It is beautifully and magnificently costumed-- oh, the costumes! I love good costume work. (It never ceases to disappoint me when SF writers spend pages and pages impressing us with descriptions of architecture but don't really deliver on the clothes.) The sets are gorgeous, the CGI work quite nice. But when you've started to appreciate the film for its technical delivery, the real point of movie-going has quite failed. And that, unfortunately, is where At World's End leaves you when the credits roll.
The film proceeds where the last one left off, with Barbossa leading a team with Will and Elizabeth off to the ends of the world to find Jack Sparrow and bring him back from the dead, because only Jack Sparrow knows how to take down Davy Jones.
I'm not going to post any spoilers because doing so would be pointless: there is a plot here, but it isn't the point of the film. You go in to let masters of the genre spend a lot of money poking your pineal gland as hard as they can over and over. The trouble is that you can only poke at it so often before it runs dry, and that's effectively what happens in the end. It is no spoiler to say that there's a huge, amazing battle at the end. That's the whole bloody point, isn't it? But the battle goes on for far, far too long. By the time the most astounding part of the beautifuly costumed computer-generated, green-screen stunted, Hans Zimmer-scored spectacle is before your eyes you've run out of awe. The shock has drained. It's all pretty pictures, but the ongoingness of it has successfully detached you from any emotional investment in the lives of the characters.
You've ceased to care.
This is not to say you shouldn't see it. It is beautifully and magnificently costumed-- oh, the costumes! I love good costume work. (It never ceases to disappoint me when SF writers spend pages and pages impressing us with descriptions of architecture but don't really deliver on the clothes.) The sets are gorgeous, the CGI work quite nice. But when you've started to appreciate the film for its technical delivery, the real point of movie-going has quite failed. And that, unfortunately, is where At World's End leaves you when the credits roll.
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Date: 2007-06-09 06:55 am (UTC)Like that. I felt like I needed to go watch something lighter and less epic. You know, something less substantial, like Gone with the Wind.
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Date: 2007-06-09 08:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-09 08:34 am (UTC)Went to see it about a week ago and everyone keeps asking me if it was any good.
I can't deny the goodness of it, it was marvellous in its own way, the acting is solid, the costume work is orgastic and the dialogue is quite funny.
I kept having the feeling that the plot was missing a tad bit though, and if it wás there it didn't feel like 1 plot, but 3 and them unable to chose which one they where going for...
Very strange, it is definately a movie worthy of seeing on a big screen, for exactly all the right reasons, but I can't tell them it's the smash hit of the century.
(now I'm even more scared on how Transformers will end up >.<)
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Date: 2007-06-09 11:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-09 12:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-09 12:38 pm (UTC)The costumes, esp the hats were great!
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Date: 2007-06-09 02:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-09 02:36 pm (UTC)Sort of like now we have the tech to build a jet fighter with the performance numbers and agility and responsiveness that every fighter jock has dreamed of having since the first time someone dropped a rock from a balloon, but now we face the problem that human brains can't think fast enough and human bodies can't handle the G forces.
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Date: 2007-06-09 02:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-09 03:01 pm (UTC)PotC3 (and 2, but not 1), for a pirate movie with swords, had a distinct lack of swordfights.
I'd be rather like a starwars movie without the lightsabers. :)
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Date: 2007-06-09 05:03 pm (UTC)Meh, I say. Meh. I'll rewatch PotC1. I won't rewatch the others.
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Date: 2007-06-09 05:03 pm (UTC)Ooooh, nice analogy
Date: 2007-06-09 07:16 pm (UTC)I remember a big deal being made of some operation where the two F14s came down from opposite ends of the airport and passed extremely close, and I thought "Who cares? All they have to do is each follow the right edge of the runway."
But Hooover taking that ungainly puddlejumper up to a thousand feet, cutting the engines and feathering the props, and then pulling a couple of loops, making a pass back in front of the crowd where he ticked through a beautiful 16 point roll, doing some other stuff, and making a dead stick landing and stopping the airplane right where his announcer said it'd stop? That was art.
I'm back in the film business, despite trying to escape, and modern films bore me more than ever because filmmaking is at the same place: Films have gotten so cartoony that nobody pretends to realism, and spectacle has replaced caring about the characters.
So PotC or Transformers? No thanks, I'll be over here rewatching Before Sunrise and Before Sunset. Screw the computers, show me what you can make with a camcorder and a few actors in a corner cafe.
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Date: 2007-06-09 07:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-09 08:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-09 09:46 pm (UTC)I don't think that authors should be ashamed of deploying knowledge and vocabulary that might not be within reach of the average reader. Most SF readers expect challenges.
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Date: 2007-06-09 09:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-09 10:16 pm (UTC)As opposed to what you get with an artist or a real physical costume, where it's there, input directly to your brain vie the eyeballs, not requiring linguistic translation.
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Date: 2007-06-09 11:31 pm (UTC)If the Empire had a few hand grenades, the rebellion would have been over midway though A New Hope...
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Date: 2007-06-09 11:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-10 02:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-10 06:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-10 07:03 am (UTC)few hand grenadesaccurate firearms, the rebellion would have been over midway though A New Hope...Your text edited to be more accurate. :)
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Date: 2007-06-10 08:58 am (UTC)I was a bit disappointed to find that none of the characters, well, developed in this one though. Well, maybe Elizabeth. A little.
Sigh, and Cap'n Jack has so much potential as a character...
Re: Ooooh, nice analogy
Date: 2007-06-10 11:29 pm (UTC)I got to see his airshow twice.