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I watched this movie finally. If you're really fond of it, probably best not look under the cut.
Seriously, that's IT? That's what everyone was enthusing over. Well, maybe it's just my innate immunity to cutesy non-human characters but colour me about as thoroughly unimpressed as I've ever been with a movie. It was tripe with characters picked from a selection of cliches. The only thing particularly different was one of them being a tree.
It was kind of not, and then not, and then some more not... and then it ALMOST redeemed itself with the moment at the end where it did the thing. And yeah. One person couldn't withstand the stone but together they could. That bit got me. But did it earn it? NO! It failed to show any bonding between the cast to justify that ending. To justify even remotely Quill and Gamora, particularly. I maybe buy the threads between the other three a bit better.
The character I had the most sympathy for throughout was Thesaurus Dude, but even he was a walking cliche.
But what I am not forgiving this movie for is Gamora.
Seriously. FUCK. This thing where the woman out of a band of adventurers is characterised primarily or even exclusively by being The Woman? By being the Sane One? By NOT being quirky, or otherwise anyone bothering to have given her personality traits out in some other way?
It needs to end, it needs to be stamped out, it needs to die. This film enraged me. Everyone else is as dippy and screw-loose as fuck and yeah. Gamora? Raised as a living weapon, but emotionally functional, level and sane and normal in every way. Fuck that.
I guess I have mixed feelings, then. But a fair proportion of them is rage.
Seriously, that's IT? That's what everyone was enthusing over. Well, maybe it's just my innate immunity to cutesy non-human characters but colour me about as thoroughly unimpressed as I've ever been with a movie. It was tripe with characters picked from a selection of cliches. The only thing particularly different was one of them being a tree.
It was kind of not, and then not, and then some more not... and then it ALMOST redeemed itself with the moment at the end where it did the thing. And yeah. One person couldn't withstand the stone but together they could. That bit got me. But did it earn it? NO! It failed to show any bonding between the cast to justify that ending. To justify even remotely Quill and Gamora, particularly. I maybe buy the threads between the other three a bit better.
The character I had the most sympathy for throughout was Thesaurus Dude, but even he was a walking cliche.
But what I am not forgiving this movie for is Gamora.
Seriously. FUCK. This thing where the woman out of a band of adventurers is characterised primarily or even exclusively by being The Woman? By being the Sane One? By NOT being quirky, or otherwise anyone bothering to have given her personality traits out in some other way?
It needs to end, it needs to be stamped out, it needs to die. This film enraged me. Everyone else is as dippy and screw-loose as fuck and yeah. Gamora? Raised as a living weapon, but emotionally functional, level and sane and normal in every way. Fuck that.
I guess I have mixed feelings, then. But a fair proportion of them is rage.