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Cast Away and Superman Returns: Warning for Movie Spoilers! [02 May 2007|06:20pm]
[ mood | dancing through life ]
[ music | "This Is the Day" by The The ]

I know I'm a little behind on the movie critiques for such films, but I only saw them recently. I know what you must be thinking: She lives in a CAVE! But sadly, no. That would be Tom Hanks' character in Cast Away.

So this guy -Chuck Noland- is probably the only guy in the world to have ever survived a plane crash in aviator history. He deserves a medal. Then he lands on this rinky-dink, no name island in the middle of the Pacific that no explorer up until now (the 20th century) has discovered. I find that hard to believe seeing as even Columbus ran into ground eventually. I know the Ocean's big and all, but it's impossible to believe that nobody knew about this island. There were no remnants of anyone ever having been there. And the whole time he's stuck there, you never seen him cry or get super angry. I mean, if I were stuck on an island like he was, I would be so initially frustrated. But I suppose his holding out for a search team to rescue him consoles him a bit.
Packages from his FedEx plane washed ashore and he collected them like the good little worker bee he was. Then he makes friends with Wilson the volleyball, from one of the boxes. It is his best friend. He talks to Wilson, which is really just him talking to himself, but you already knew that. He even takes Wilson with him when he moves to make a break for it, tying him to the U.S.S Makeshift Raft. When a big storm bangs up the raft and sends Wilson floating off into the horizon, causing Chuck to breakdown and sob outright. He profusely apologizes to the inanimate object ("I'm sorry! I'm sorry, Wilson!!!") and you see that the Island finally beat Chuck. He doesn't cry when he loses all hope, he cries when he loses Wilson.
Alas, he's saved! Only to find the love of his life married off to his former dentist and CONGRATULATIONS TO THEM! They also had a baby together. Who could blame the girl though? I mean, she waited as long as she possibly could for him to return or be rescued. He was gone four years! It basically just sucks to be him.
I do find it redemptive, however, that he took the time to actually deliver the packages he had found in the end.
All in all, I think this movie was highly over rated. What was all the hype about back when it was released? I've seen better.

Hey, is all this turbulence from Santa and those 8 tiny reindeer?

I never got to watch Superman Returns when it was released because I was in another country, where the release dates were later- like after I returned to the U.S. And by the time I was home, the cinemas and their short attention spans had moved on to other films. I found the movie online and commenced with the watching.
Knowing the basic story about Superman- his past, family history and love life- I was able to follow it pretty easily. The back story to this movie was that Clark Kent/Superman had left and was now returning. Hence, the title! Amazing how they did that with the being literal and all...
The new guy- Brandon Routh- they appeared to have pulled off the streets (he has done other acting in the past, just nothing too huge) to play this huge role was surprisingly good. I enjoyed watching him act. He was able to portray the dual personality very well: meaning the shy and nerdy Clark Kent role that can't get a date and is extremely clumsy versus the strong, brave, I-don't-say-much-but-I-look-so-damn-sexy, Superman. As for the other actors, I was not so impressed. Lex Luthor, played by Kevin Spacey, imparticularly didn't do anything for me. The guy who plays Lex Luthor on Smallville does a much better job, I have to admit.
As for the little boy in the movie- two words: Fricken Adorable. Yet, of course, I found another problem with his character. He had asthma. Now I'm not condemning the breathing impaired, that would be mean. But he's (and this is a definite spoiler, unless you've watched at least ten minutes of the movie. It was quite obvious) meant to be Superman's child. Why would Superman's child ever be disabled? He's meant to be strong, a savior, excellence personified, except no... he's going to have to stop in the middle of battling evil forces to take a puff on his inhaler.
So to sum up, the only redeeming feature of this movie was the never-before-seen, low-budget actor that played the lead role. Good job.

Well there you have it. I have critiqued these movies, trying to give away as little as possible- apart from the endings. I gave those away, no problem. Enjoy, and please post with your thoughts. I'd love to hear your arguments on how these films might have changed your lives in someway: "That movie is the reason I don't get shipwrecked on deserted islands anymore" or "That movie is the reason I don't have unprotected sex anymore- I don't want asthma babies..."

Anyways, until next time!

Three things sell this newspaper: Tragedy, sex, and Superman. These people have had enough tragedy, and we all know you can't write worth a damn about sex.

2 Still Waiting For the Rain to Fall| Drink Up Sweet Decadence

In the beginning... [15 Mar 2007|12:00am]
[ mood | what do you think? ]
[ music | "Papa Don't Preach" by Madonna ]

I should warn you all that I'm a college student, slowly trying to fill my small brain with knowledge about the most random facts you could imagine. So bear with me. You'll need to in order to stomach my first blog entry.

We had a guest speaker in lecture the other day, preaching the gains of abstinence. For those of you who may be confused, abstinence means refraining from having sexual intercourse (though that may vary from person to person, we'll make it straightforward and say that includes all sex- anal, oral, doggy style, missonary, sixty-nine, etc). No sex until marriage: those are the rules.

Now personally, thanks to computer anonymity, I can firmly announce that I am eighteen years old and have not yet had sex...ever. I'm not exactly ready yet, nor have I found someone I can trust with which to be that intimate. I'm sure you don't care, but I feel like expressing this small fact before continuing.

Obviously, I support people and their right to "say no to sex." If they don't want to have sex, good for them. That decreases a spread in STDs/STIs/HIV, as well as out of marriage births. But if you find that sex is an activity which you enjoy, and wish to continue enjoying, then go for it. My only suggestion is that you do so safely (male/female condoms, birth control pills, etc). I mean, admit it... you don't want AIDs.

Apparently, though, this abstinence thing has ventured beyond personal. There are nationally funded groups, such as the Silver Ring Thing, preaching abstinence to teenagers. Their gimmick is to give out silver rings to everyone that pledges- go figure.

They claim that forming groups of abstainers will create support for people to abstain from sex. It is as if they believe no one can do it on their own. Guess what? I did. All they are doing is preaching. Celibate kids like these ones feel that their way is the right way, and that everyone should be like them. There is no need to join a cult-like organization in order to refrain from having sex. If you don't want to have sex, then hey, guess what? You can say no. You can go masturbate in the corner, not get pregnant, not contract STDs, and have your own kind of fun.

Alternatively, if you want to have sex, go ahead. I hear it feels good. Just... try to keep it safe ; it's not that difficult...


I won't be shamed, cause I believe that love is free...It fuels the heart and sex is not the enemy
Drink Up Sweet Decadence

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