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leg waxing and movie reviews
Oct. 30th, 2002 06:14 pmOkay. Legs a bit sore - just waxed 'em. Well, sugared, but less difficult and icky. First time I've done the bikini line. Pain! Pain! Lots of pain! One day I'm going to get it done at a salon. Less time, plus no messing about.
Saw Triple X, billed as Bond for the new generation. More like 'Oh, nice stunt.' 'Another stunt.' 'Oh, look, another one. Getting bored now...' No script, plot was ridiculous, and you wanted to kick anyone involved in the script and characters. Apart from the fact that I sat there and went "Er, since when did the NSA do anything outside America?", then watched any dialogue (exposition, exposition and *dull* exposition) or motivation/villains accepting him into their gig because he's a cult xtreme sports star through my fingers. His reluctance to kill people using guns, but perfectly okay with pushing them off cliffs or seeing them die in explosions. And no, you do not learn techniques by playing Playstation 2. And, *right*, the FSB (FSB is the new KGB) girl who's been undercover two years with the terrorists is really going to start cracking up and crying when the bloke she's known for two days looks like he might be in danger, not to mention go all girly when any pressure's put on her. Christ, the most fluffy and helpless Bond Girls are better than her. And don't get me started on their attempt at Q. Music scenes weren't bad.
Samuel L Jackson? Cool. Very cool. Except since when does the cynical bastards who viewed him as expendable with balls start getting upset when it looks like he died while saving the world? You didn't like him. You thought he was expendable for 99% of the film. ...Wha?
My advice? Walk out of the cinema as soon as the prologue's done and they go back to the US. Before Vin Diesel makes his appearance. Because that bit actually had some rather cool tension and industrial rock/techno in it.
Conclusion : The worst Bond film has about twenty times the script, consistency, plot and characterisation of this. Yay for totty with motivation, spines and consistent characterisation! Yay for stuffy scientists! Yay for Best Action Sequences in Films Ever tm! Yay for cheesy one line innuendo! Yay for suave agents with British accents! Yay for 007 and fuck off, XXX!
Saw Triple X, billed as Bond for the new generation. More like 'Oh, nice stunt.' 'Another stunt.' 'Oh, look, another one. Getting bored now...' No script, plot was ridiculous, and you wanted to kick anyone involved in the script and characters. Apart from the fact that I sat there and went "Er, since when did the NSA do anything outside America?", then watched any dialogue (exposition, exposition and *dull* exposition) or motivation/villains accepting him into their gig because he's a cult xtreme sports star through my fingers. His reluctance to kill people using guns, but perfectly okay with pushing them off cliffs or seeing them die in explosions. And no, you do not learn techniques by playing Playstation 2. And, *right*, the FSB (FSB is the new KGB) girl who's been undercover two years with the terrorists is really going to start cracking up and crying when the bloke she's known for two days looks like he might be in danger, not to mention go all girly when any pressure's put on her. Christ, the most fluffy and helpless Bond Girls are better than her. And don't get me started on their attempt at Q. Music scenes weren't bad.
Samuel L Jackson? Cool. Very cool. Except since when does the cynical bastards who viewed him as expendable with balls start getting upset when it looks like he died while saving the world? You didn't like him. You thought he was expendable for 99% of the film. ...Wha?
My advice? Walk out of the cinema as soon as the prologue's done and they go back to the US. Before Vin Diesel makes his appearance. Because that bit actually had some rather cool tension and industrial rock/techno in it.
Conclusion : The worst Bond film has about twenty times the script, consistency, plot and characterisation of this. Yay for totty with motivation, spines and consistent characterisation! Yay for stuffy scientists! Yay for Best Action Sequences in Films Ever tm! Yay for cheesy one line innuendo! Yay for suave agents with British accents! Yay for 007 and fuck off, XXX!
