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eldabeI just woke up from the weirdest dream in which a bunch of you (my friends list) magically became British, and were randomly in my university, and I was back in London and some of you were involved in this very intense group of hip-hop basketball players (?) and we were having some sort of clandestine meeting in a huge indoor uni gym.
I have no idea. To clarify, I really never remember dreams and I'm typing this up groggily as I wake up, because in twenty minutes the dream will be gone.
I think the meeting might have been led by Mr. Schuester from Glee. But I'm not sure at this point. Weird.
Anyway, that wasn't why I was posting.
Last night, a bunch of friends were going to go out to see Pirates of the Caribbean: Captain Jack Runs Around (or whatever it's called) but I managed to somehow convince everyone that it would be a much better idea to see X-Men: First Class.
As I was telling my roommate (AMERICAN ROOMMATE AND I ARE BACK IN THE SAME COUNTRY. \o/) this movie had everything I love in movies. The sixties, superheroes. The sixties.
:D
I'd probably hate it if I were thrown back into the sixties and had to retrace all the progressive steps humanity has taken, but there is something about the sixties that is just incredibly exciting. The drive forward technologically, the burst of creativity in the science-fiction world, the shiny rounded aesthetic of absolutely everything...
Also, how international was that movie? Germany, Geneva, Argentina, America, Oxford, (I was there!) CUBAN MISSLE CRISIS!!
I was totally having a great time.
There were other great things to. The message was a little heavy-handed, but pretty good, all things considered. Charles stuck his foot in his mouth constantly, which was great, because he barely acted like a young guy otherwise. (By the end, roommmate and I were making fun of his allergy to contractions.) Oh, and there were the hilarious pick-up lines.
Mystique was fantastic, and we were all cracking up at the cameo, Beast was well-done and compelling, and I enjoyed their story.
Erik was flipping amazing. They are doing a fantastic job of making him the sympathetic villain in this series. And it's not hard, really, but it's also not hard to see how he is clearly twisted inside. And Charles either couldn't see it or chose to ignore it, for all his mutant powers.
The film was a little uncomfortably white, which I've noticed in some reviews. I mean, look! It's Charles and Erik having a chess match in front of the Lincoln Memorial! While recruiting their team of mostly-white Americans! (Note: Darwin was the first, and only one of the group to die. He died awesomely but...*sigh* Then Angel went bad. And wasn't Banshee supposed to be Irish?)
I'll admit that January Jones doesn't quite fit the Emma Frost in my head, but she definitely looked the part. I think it was her accent, actually. From Emma I expect British, regardless of her past. That's just Emma. But the poke-out-the-glass scene was amazing.
The end was also brilliant. First, when Charles acknowledges that what Erik is doing has some merit, in not even trying to convince Raven to stay. And after their gone -- his surrogate sister and his (probably) best friend -- he's almost alone as he starts panicking about his legs. And then he compounds his isolation by wiping MacTaggert's memories. Oh, Charles.
I especially love the way we see him grow as a teacher. Sure, he had a professorship from Oxford or whatever, but the week where he really works one-on-one with each mutant is just perfect. It also helps set up his distance, which he has fully achieved by the time the first X-Men movie rolls around. It was all so perfect. (I understand that they only fit together loosely. But I'm a fan, puzzling things like this out is what I do)
I'm a little leery of them making this into a trilogy, though. Where do they go from here? But that won't stop my love for this one.
Look everybody! I can be enthusiastic and positive about something related to superheroes!
I have no idea. To clarify, I really never remember dreams and I'm typing this up groggily as I wake up, because in twenty minutes the dream will be gone.
I think the meeting might have been led by Mr. Schuester from Glee. But I'm not sure at this point. Weird.
Anyway, that wasn't why I was posting.
Last night, a bunch of friends were going to go out to see Pirates of the Caribbean: Captain Jack Runs Around (or whatever it's called) but I managed to somehow convince everyone that it would be a much better idea to see X-Men: First Class.
As I was telling my roommate (AMERICAN ROOMMATE AND I ARE BACK IN THE SAME COUNTRY. \o/) this movie had everything I love in movies. The sixties, superheroes. The sixties.
:D
I'd probably hate it if I were thrown back into the sixties and had to retrace all the progressive steps humanity has taken, but there is something about the sixties that is just incredibly exciting. The drive forward technologically, the burst of creativity in the science-fiction world, the shiny rounded aesthetic of absolutely everything...
Also, how international was that movie? Germany, Geneva, Argentina, America, Oxford, (I was there!) CUBAN MISSLE CRISIS!!
I was totally having a great time.
There were other great things to. The message was a little heavy-handed, but pretty good, all things considered. Charles stuck his foot in his mouth constantly, which was great, because he barely acted like a young guy otherwise. (By the end, roommmate and I were making fun of his allergy to contractions.) Oh, and there were the hilarious pick-up lines.
Mystique was fantastic, and we were all cracking up at the cameo, Beast was well-done and compelling, and I enjoyed their story.
Erik was flipping amazing. They are doing a fantastic job of making him the sympathetic villain in this series. And it's not hard, really, but it's also not hard to see how he is clearly twisted inside. And Charles either couldn't see it or chose to ignore it, for all his mutant powers.
The film was a little uncomfortably white, which I've noticed in some reviews. I mean, look! It's Charles and Erik having a chess match in front of the Lincoln Memorial! While recruiting their team of mostly-white Americans! (Note: Darwin was the first, and only one of the group to die. He died awesomely but...*sigh* Then Angel went bad. And wasn't Banshee supposed to be Irish?)
I'll admit that January Jones doesn't quite fit the Emma Frost in my head, but she definitely looked the part. I think it was her accent, actually. From Emma I expect British, regardless of her past. That's just Emma. But the poke-out-the-glass scene was amazing.
The end was also brilliant. First, when Charles acknowledges that what Erik is doing has some merit, in not even trying to convince Raven to stay. And after their gone -- his surrogate sister and his (probably) best friend -- he's almost alone as he starts panicking about his legs. And then he compounds his isolation by wiping MacTaggert's memories. Oh, Charles.
I especially love the way we see him grow as a teacher. Sure, he had a professorship from Oxford or whatever, but the week where he really works one-on-one with each mutant is just perfect. It also helps set up his distance, which he has fully achieved by the time the first X-Men movie rolls around. It was all so perfect. (I understand that they only fit together loosely. But I'm a fan, puzzling things like this out is what I do)
I'm a little leery of them making this into a trilogy, though. Where do they go from here? But that won't stop my love for this one.
Look everybody! I can be enthusiastic and positive about something related to superheroes!
