Valerian and the City of a Thousand Planets movie review: story of a thousand clichés
There is barely an original thought in this wackadoodle sci-fi panto, just a lot of tiresome passé attitudes skidding among bug-eyed-monster set dressing.
Jetsons
fun stuff from FlickFilosopher stats week of Jun 15-21 2013
Actual unretouched phrases that people plugged into search engines this week that led them to this site (with some commentary from me)…
Oblivion movie review: Jetsons parody or Ikea commercial?
Postcard-pretty, unusual for a science fiction flick, but shockingly derivative.
London photo of the day: Rosie the Riveter for a new generation
Sticker graffiti near Charing Cross…
London photo of the day: how the Jetsons celebrate Christmas?
With a space-age Moebius Christmas tree?
question of the day: Which fictional robots belong in the Robot Hall of Fame?
Which robots that have most impacted entertainment, as well as our ideas about what robots can and should do?
question of the day: Is there any way in hell that a live-action Jetsons movie won’t suck hyperdrive fumes?
Is there a cast that could make this work? (I dread seeing Kevin James as George Jetson.) Is there a story that could work? Is there an attitude that could work? Or we totally doomed?
watch it: the 4/24/10 weekly address from President Barack Obama
This weekly address is titled “Good News from the Auto Industry.” I got excited! I thought: • new 100 percent tax on all cars that don’t get 96 MPG? • Mr. Fusion to power all new cars from 2012 onward? • breakthrough in flying Jetsonmobiles? No such luck.
Astro Boy (review)
It’s creepy, and it’s weird, and it’s something like a mecha minstrel show, particularly in how the film pretends to a ‘robots are people too’ theme yet fails itself to treat them as such.
The Incredibles (review)
That teaser trailer — you know the one I’m talking about — with the fat old ex-superhero struggling to get into his spandex costume? It left such a bad taste in my mouth whenever I contemplated the film that must go with it. I imagined a gang of former masked crusaders called out of happy retirement, reluctantly huffing and puffing their way back into action, replete with very unfunny cracks about getting fat and old, and probably with an even more unfunny getting-into-shape-a-la-*Rocky* sequence thrown in for good measure.
