Monday, June 19, 2006

An Inconvenient Truth

Go see “An Inconvenient Truth.”  But in case you don’t remember this… There is no debate about global warming, it is happening.  There is no debate about CO2, It is inextricably linked to global warming.  Cars are by far the biggest contributor to CO2  in our atmosphere.

What you should do about the above is the debate.

Poseidon and Da Vinci Code, one of them is all wet.

We all want to be entertained and want our movies to be entertaining. “Poseidon,” very entertaining;  “The Da Vinci Code,” not so much. Mrs. Movie and I saw Poseidon after a 10 hour plane ride, and were riveted.  “…Code” earned a few long blinks after a normal day.  

Both films are flawed, Poseidon is pitched at such a level that you miss all the fear and uncertainty of the situation.  There are never any choices just go go go, but some of the gags are pretty suspenseful. It works as a film.  Sometimes you take bread, cheese and tomato sauce and get satisfactory results even if it isn’t the best pizza you ever had.

Kurt Russell is great; he gives the least drawn out death scene ever in a film.  None of the dialogue will stand out in your memory good or bad.  Characters all get a speech to tell you who they are, everyone gets a heroic scene. The airshaft scene was very tense. A real pins and needles experience and as well as a triumph of the small in a movie that did most things very big.

The Da Vinci code gets points for being the first American film to feature a Smart Car; made by Mercedes goes for 14,000 Euro. The script feels like it was outlined by a twelve year old. “…And then they went to the Vatican, and they went to the Louve, and then they went to the old guys house from X-Men.”  Most of the mysteries are obvious from the start. You don’t feel involved in solving the puzzles, which is really the point of this kind of story.

After “Cinderella Man” we really had a lot of respect for Ron Howard.  That movie got luke-cold reviews, but it was wonderful. “…Code,” has really earned its grey badge of Wednesday. Perhaps it was the foreign soil that tripped up our most American of directors.