Georgia and I went with Alex and his fiance Kelly to see Super 8. After what seemed to be an interminably long time sitting through advertisements, movie previews and theater reminders, we eventually got around to actually seeing the movie.
We all enjoyed the movie. I thought the kids that played the lead roles were great, and captured that special geekiness that comes with that age and era in a charming manner (except for the projectile vomiting). The adults were so so. The stoner in between was hilarious. The special effects were, of course, totally awesome. I kept seeing a weird camera artifact that I can only assume was added to remind you
The sad part of the movie is, of course, the plot. The bad, US Air Force, has captured an alien, and, well you can project the rest (never mind that the alien casually eats whole innocent people). But if you were to reject a movie for trying to make you hate the military, it would limit your pick considerably.
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