If you were looking to get your summer movie started with a comic book movie, well, your wishes have come true. Not that it was any big surprise that one of the at least FOUR comic book movies this summer was going to be on May 6, I mean, Hell, it was a statistical impossibility to go any other way.
Ok, I went into this not really knowing anything about the comic from TokyoPop. So I was hoping I’d have the benefit of nothing to compare it to. However, when you see Priest, you’ll find lots to compare it to, anyway. Like, sleep.
If you haven’t seen Bridesmaids I just feel sorry for you. No, wait. I envy you. There’s something delicious in store for you. You have something to live for. I don’t care how bad it is for you right now, with the recession and all. Doesn’t make a difference if your wife left you last week. You have plenty to live for if Bridesmaids is on your horizon.
Whoo! This is a chick to the flick out the wazoo! This flick operates at such an extreme chick level, I’m don’t think guys can even hear it. Not that there were any in our theater to test that theory. It’s the dog whistle of movies.
So, should we just call this Paychecks of the Caribbean? I’m pretty sure Johnny Depp is now. Even though I think he’s great and is still certainly the best thing about this movie, the whole thing is getting old and even Jack Sparrow is losing some of his luster.
You know the old saying, “If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.”? Yeah, that should come with some qualifiers. Or maybe just keep another saying in mind: “Familiarity breeds contempt.” Ok, maybe a little too harsh, but familiarity certainly breeds the same plot and low brow humor, aka, nothing new.
If you’re like me Comedy Film Nerds, you have been worried about what the hell they’re going to do to the Marvel superheroes this summer.
I was worried about X-Men: First Class when I heard it was an origin story, a reimaginging, younger versions of characters, etc. You hear all sorts of things before a comic book movie comes out. And we hear more than most people. In fact our ears often get clogged up with rumors, speculation and early buzz.
Super 8 is like J.J. Abrams’ love letter to Steven Spielberg’s films of the 1980’s. The comparisons are unavoidable, and yet I mean that in the best possible way.
I don’t know what’s going on in the Nordic part of the world, but I seriously fucking approve.