Ok, so in my desperation to get the "No Country for Old Men" review, I offered to review Beowulf, since nobody had professed interest for that and the release date is this Thursday already. The IMAX version is already in theatres, and there I went, begrudgingly, thinking it would be another 300. But I have to admit...
I didn't hate it.
Oh, it was silly. And with those strange, almost-real, plastic characters, it's hard to truly get into the story. But except for the first fifteen minutes, I wasn't bored for a minute, and I laughed a lot more than I did at my last semi-voluntary review, which was of The Heartbreak Kid.
Still. No fair. The guys get Angie's boobs, but Ray Winstone's digital dong stays carefully, hilariously, hidden, even in a naked fight longer than Viggo's. I know this is intended for 13-yo boys, but still, no fair!
Another plus for Beowulf? It's inspired some truly funny reviews.
11.20.2007
Beowulf
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God, The Heartbreak Kid was so horrible. I saw part of it a few weeks ago when I went to a Sneak Preview and I literally PRAYED it wouldn't be that horrible abomination. We left 15 minutes in because everything was so damn predictable it was impossible for me to laugh at it.
All I can say is I'm glad Roger Ebert still has his sense of humor and he's still writing. My favorite bit is his sidenote: A Geatsman comes from an area of today's Sweden named Gotaland, which translates, Wikipedia helpfully explains, as "land of the Geats."
As for the movie...I guess I'll check it out. I think it's arrived 25 years too late for me to truly apprecaite it however.
Ah, and don't forget the follow-up that quote prepares for:
This leads to a great deal of well-timed Austinpowerism, which translates (Wikipedia does not explain) as "putting things in the foreground to keep us from seeing the family jewels."
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