| Sunday, April 20, 2003 |
23:27 - Weird Bugs and Poisonous Reptiles
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I saw Bulletproof Monk today, after Lance and Drew and David and I (but mostly Lance) finished hanging and shimming the new door leading from my bedroom to the main upstairs bathroom. (Upon which the house is officially converted to a 2-bed, 1-and-a-half-and-a-half-bath, and probably divested of 1/3 its market value.)
Before I saw the movie, I'd thought: Great, it's Chow Yun Fat does The Matrix. And now that I've seen it, it's Great, Chow Yun Fat does The Matrix. And Fight Club, and Rush Hour.
Which isn't to say that it wasn't fun. It was dreadfully fun, and awesomely silly. I felt like giggling at the premise all the way through; this movie is to Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon what XXX is to every James Bond movie. And I mean that in the best possible way. It seemed as though Chow's perpetual smirk throughout the movie meant that he was having a hell of a time keeping from laughing through every shot.
Obligatory Macs-On-Screen observation: when Kar breaks into Jade's palace and finds her tables full of treasures and exotic animals and such, he finds an iBook running the built-in OS X "Forest" screensaver. It fits in perfectly with the surroundings, and it looks gorgeous. I'm sure it was donated by some crew member who stuck his laptop in front of the director and said, "Hey, wouldn't this look good in there?" And it's awfully hard to say no to a smiling iBook.
Nice, crisp, fun feel-good action/adventure/kung-fu movie. I approve a lot.
Side note: From the look of the trailer for Pirates of the Caribbean, Orlando Bloom has officially been inhabited by the unquiet shade of Cary Elwes.
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