Two Films, Many Deaths

Filed under: Friends, Headspace, Writing — bec May 24, 2008 @ 11:39 pm

So, the great and wonderful BBC decided to take my weekly special time with David Tennant away to show the Eurovision Song Contest (Russia won, UK came joint last - that’s what we get for entering someone who can’t even win The X Factor) so I was facing a night in slowly drowning in my own boredom.

Then I thought about what I was going to do last night (but my leg hurt so I didn’t go) - cinema. Couldn’t decide what I wanted to see so did a little tinkling with the times on the Odeon website and figured I could see two.

I really wanted to see Indiana Jones (I know reviews all over the shop say ‘hopeless’ but I’m a sucker for Spielberg) and got there just in time. Getting to see a good trailer beforehand really helps me with the buzziness. And the one today was for The Dark Knight which I now cannot wait for.

Turns out that was the most exciting thing I was going to see in that screen.

I mean, yes, there was all the elements that made the old ones great. The humour and the chases and the excitement and the rest of it were all there and they were the same as before. And that was the problem. It was all the same as before. This film would have been a winner if it had been released in the 80s - reviews would have been jumping about extolling the wonders of the Lucas/Spielberg team. And they would have been right. For then. But now, we, the great cinema going public want and demand a little more.

And that’s exactly what I got with the next film I saw - Iron Man.

Holy God, that was a good film. I knew it was going to be full of action and heavy bass lines and adrenaline but I never expected it to be funny. And I laughed and felt good and… I have no idea how close to the original it was and I don’t really care - it was a damn good experience. I am very glad I saw it. And Robert Downey Jr? Oh how I have always loved him in things and oh how I love him in this.

So much I will probably see it again during the week.

OH I FORGOT.

The many deaths part of the title - all the people I killed because they rustled, talked, moved, coughed and slurped during the film, trailers and adverts.