![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
18 Oct 2009
Watched Spaceballs last night and was totally in the mood for a Mel Brooks fest. I brought Robin Hood: Men in Tights, but a rant about Bill Pullman on Wax's part captured her brother's attention, leading to Brother Windows, his bff Thos, and Wax anxious to watch something horror.
It's not just that I was very much in the mood for comedy, as that I actually hate the horror genre. I've watched humorous examples of it that I enjoyed, but I am annoyed and bored by its conventions, its storylines, and its underlying messages, as well as disgusted by its imagery.
After 10 minutes' uncomfortable indecision, Friday I caved to watching Doomsday, a horror/action piece, post-apocalypse, diseases, blah blah blah, on the grounds that it was absolutely hilarious how many other movies it borrowed from. It did contain a hot female lead, but mostly, I hated it, and was bored and uncomprehending of all the parts that Wax and her brother loved because of having never seen (and having negative desire to see) the other post-apocalyptic movies it referenced. There was a huge portion that was ripped off from The Lord of the Rings, but this didn't delight me the way it delighted them.
So then last night after Spaceballs was over, everyone wanted to watch some horror movie (After I put my foot down with "I HATE HORROR" Wax tried, "But it's got Bill Pullman, so he's funny whenever he's there even if he isn't being funny"), but when I insisted, we finally settled on Brazil. I was reluctant because my impression from The Brothers Grimm was that I probably hate Terry Gilliam's work in general and was unlikely to enjoy any movie he made, but on the other hand, I've been hearing about Brazil's seminal place in the SF canon for years, so at least I'd be able to say that I'd seen it. Plus, I remember my parents said that they liked it.
Well, Brazil felt like about five hours of pretentious, disjointed paranoid fantasy. On the plus side, Jonathan Pryce and Michael Palin were there and the visual design was interesting and clearly of historical import, while some of the dialogue was quite snappy, no doubt due to Tom Stoppard's co-writing. Also, I can say that I've seen it. On the minus side, I really hate Terry Gilliam's work, and spent most of the movie internally debating whether to leave the movie and go out into the livingroom and sleep on the couch (but didn't because it would probably have been too cold out there). If Brazil were a work of fanfiction, despite its points of interest, I would not bookmark it on delicious, because it left me vibrating with annoyance.
And in future, I will remember not to go anywhere without a book and an extra blanket.
Tragically, even though the first part of the evening combined Spaceballs with a really good red wine, most of the awesome quotes were overwhelmed afterwards by the state of Vibrating with Annoyance induced by Terry Gilliam. I'll have to borrow it and watch it again sometime.
It's not just that I was very much in the mood for comedy, as that I actually hate the horror genre. I've watched humorous examples of it that I enjoyed, but I am annoyed and bored by its conventions, its storylines, and its underlying messages, as well as disgusted by its imagery.
After 10 minutes' uncomfortable indecision, Friday I caved to watching Doomsday, a horror/action piece, post-apocalypse, diseases, blah blah blah, on the grounds that it was absolutely hilarious how many other movies it borrowed from. It did contain a hot female lead, but mostly, I hated it, and was bored and uncomprehending of all the parts that Wax and her brother loved because of having never seen (and having negative desire to see) the other post-apocalyptic movies it referenced. There was a huge portion that was ripped off from The Lord of the Rings, but this didn't delight me the way it delighted them.
So then last night after Spaceballs was over, everyone wanted to watch some horror movie (After I put my foot down with "I HATE HORROR" Wax tried, "But it's got Bill Pullman, so he's funny whenever he's there even if he isn't being funny"), but when I insisted, we finally settled on Brazil. I was reluctant because my impression from The Brothers Grimm was that I probably hate Terry Gilliam's work in general and was unlikely to enjoy any movie he made, but on the other hand, I've been hearing about Brazil's seminal place in the SF canon for years, so at least I'd be able to say that I'd seen it. Plus, I remember my parents said that they liked it.
Well, Brazil felt like about five hours of pretentious, disjointed paranoid fantasy. On the plus side, Jonathan Pryce and Michael Palin were there and the visual design was interesting and clearly of historical import, while some of the dialogue was quite snappy, no doubt due to Tom Stoppard's co-writing. Also, I can say that I've seen it. On the minus side, I really hate Terry Gilliam's work, and spent most of the movie internally debating whether to leave the movie and go out into the livingroom and sleep on the couch (but didn't because it would probably have been too cold out there). If Brazil were a work of fanfiction, despite its points of interest, I would not bookmark it on delicious, because it left me vibrating with annoyance.
And in future, I will remember not to go anywhere without a book and an extra blanket.
Tragically, even though the first part of the evening combined Spaceballs with a really good red wine, most of the awesome quotes were overwhelmed afterwards by the state of Vibrating with Annoyance induced by Terry Gilliam. I'll have to borrow it and watch it again sometime.