Don't make me Ang Lee, you won't like me when I'm Ang Lee
Last night I went off to the Southland (yurgh!) cinemas to see Hulk with my friend Andrew. I can't really find anything bad to say about the film, apart from that maybe it was a little too busy and the actress who played Betty was a little weak in parts. I absolutely adored it from start to finish, it should be renamed Ang Lee's Hulk because that's what it really is. I'm ranking it as my second favourite comic adaptation after Tim Burton's Batman.
Unfortunately because we were at SOUTHLAND, there were bound to be disturbances during the film. The first were quiet male and female groans coming from the second row which was about five rows in front of us. They really ruined some of the quiet scenes and made me think twice about checking my cinema seat thoroughly before sitting on it. I don't want to end up with someone else's bodily fluids on the back of my jeans thanks. The second was some jerk in the same row who actually ANSWERED HIS PHONE during the film. Thankfully everyone around us shushed him up.
Oh and I forgot to give Lauren her Chills cd back today, whoops.
Unfortunately because we were at SOUTHLAND, there were bound to be disturbances during the film. The first were quiet male and female groans coming from the second row which was about five rows in front of us. They really ruined some of the quiet scenes and made me think twice about checking my cinema seat thoroughly before sitting on it. I don't want to end up with someone else's bodily fluids on the back of my jeans thanks. The second was some jerk in the same row who actually ANSWERED HIS PHONE during the film. Thankfully everyone around us shushed him up.
Oh and I forgot to give Lauren her Chills cd back today, whoops.