I was going to make a real post tonight. I could have talked about my bike ride yesterday in the wind; I could have talked about my early-morning breakfast today with Otis; I could have talked about Kris-10's new writing cabin; I could have talked about badminton in the park with Dingo and Sachet and Johnbai and O and e-rik and Silvio and Chrys and Andet. But I can't talk about any of those things, because I made a mistake.
I just watched the Uma Thurman-Ralph Fiennes movie The Avengers.
It is a movie that is so suckful, so full of suckitude, so jam-packed with suckation - it sucks so bad that I can't even blog. I sat through the entire thing just stunned at the monstrous suckosity of it all.
Sean Connery couldn't save it.
Jim Broadbent and Eddie Izzard couldn't save it.
Even an unseen Patrick Macnee couldn't save it.
It makes League of Extraordinary Gentlemen look like Lawrence of Arabia in comparision.
It sucks. It sucked so hard and so long that I will need to meditate and cleanse my soul before I can blog again.
Beware.
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Just be glad they cut the prologue...less suckation to be had.
Connery insisted on bringing Brian Clemens--one of the original writers--to punch it up--HE couldn't save it.
Silly, atrocious plot (a hallmark of "The Avengers" tv show) that had not one ounce of wit, style, or class or visual distinctiveness, all of which usually saved the show. Ralph Fiennes had not one clue of how to play John Steed other than some vague effeminate fussiness--which are part of Steed, but without the competence and joie de vivre that MacNee always maintained. And there's nothing more pathetic than Uma Thurman trying to act sexy, which is also wrong for Emma Peel. Totally ham-fisted effort from folks who just tried too hard and too much.
Needed a cybernaut or two.
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