The adventures of Saka, Eerow, and Ong.
[whines]It's hoooooot. And soooooo humid. And all the rain is either going north of us or south.[/whines] Goddammit, sky, don't you want to quench this parched land? *shakes fist* DON'T YOU?!
I take back everything I said about summer last year. Last year was awesome; let's go back to that tiny ice age again.
Went to see The Last Airbender yesterday. It was...bad. Probably as bad as everyone has been saying (I've been avoiding reading reviews & etc. to keep me unbiased going in, although I took the general advice and saw it in 2D. One movie where Ralph Fiennes the characters have two noses was enough, thanks. Plus I guess I adjust too easily to 3D; it just doesn't really impress me).
Two things I thought were good: the martial arts for the bending, and the music. I really enjoyed the music. Sometimes, when I was bumped out of a scene by my feelings of WTF, I just concentrated on the soundtrack.
Everything else was bad (and I'm leaving out a lot here, I know): the mispronunciations of Aang, Avatar, Iroh, Sokka, and Agni Kai; all of the kid actors either couldn't act or were really uncomfortable (I thought Jackson Rathbone was the strongest of them, and he was hampered by movie!Sokka being a warning beacon rather than comic relief); the lack of Haru, Suki, Jeong Jeong, Bumi, and Jet (at least Haru should have appeared!); firebenders needing a source, rather than their flames appearing from thin air; Katara's narration continuing past the opening sequence and compounding the problem of the movie telling rather than showing; Zuko's goddamn scar looking less like a burn and more like he had been in a knife fight; the WTF Zutara moment where Zuko's trying to explain himself to an unconscious Katara that he's embracing; ignoring the casting, the racism of having the igloo-dwelling Southern Water Tribe look like indigenous Arctic peoples while the Northern Water Tribe with their fancy city were clearly tall white people; and, oh holy shit, the script. The script was awful, above all else.
At first I was kinda meh about the movie. Then I saw the Super Bowl commercial and had a bit of hope. And then...well. May M. Night Shyamalan never write another word.
I take back everything I said about summer last year. Last year was awesome; let's go back to that tiny ice age again.
Went to see The Last Airbender yesterday. It was...bad. Probably as bad as everyone has been saying (I've been avoiding reading reviews & etc. to keep me unbiased going in, although I took the general advice and saw it in 2D. One movie where Ralph Fiennes the characters have two noses was enough, thanks. Plus I guess I adjust too easily to 3D; it just doesn't really impress me).
Two things I thought were good: the martial arts for the bending, and the music. I really enjoyed the music. Sometimes, when I was bumped out of a scene by my feelings of WTF, I just concentrated on the soundtrack.
Everything else was bad (and I'm leaving out a lot here, I know): the mispronunciations of Aang, Avatar, Iroh, Sokka, and Agni Kai; all of the kid actors either couldn't act or were really uncomfortable (I thought Jackson Rathbone was the strongest of them, and he was hampered by movie!Sokka being a warning beacon rather than comic relief); the lack of Haru, Suki, Jeong Jeong, Bumi, and Jet (at least Haru should have appeared!); firebenders needing a source, rather than their flames appearing from thin air; Katara's narration continuing past the opening sequence and compounding the problem of the movie telling rather than showing; Zuko's goddamn scar looking less like a burn and more like he had been in a knife fight; the WTF Zutara moment where Zuko's trying to explain himself to an unconscious Katara that he's embracing; ignoring the casting, the racism of having the igloo-dwelling Southern Water Tribe look like indigenous Arctic peoples while the Northern Water Tribe with their fancy city were clearly tall white people; and, oh holy shit, the script. The script was awful, above all else.
At first I was kinda meh about the movie. Then I saw the Super Bowl commercial and had a bit of hope. And then...well. May M. Night Shyamalan never write another word.