Watched with a friend for the first time since...like, the year it came out I think. I remembered almost nothing.
It really only takes a few seconds for a natural-born hatred of this film to set in. About the only thing it does right is the super hero having an alliterative name.
Here's the thing. Conceptually, there's a lot of things that this movie does that are good. The friend describing G-Girl putting out a fire idiotically, as she pulls some premium silver age bullshit...but all the things that this movie does wrong are constantly piling up every single scene.
Still...god dammit, this movie started winning me over at some point. The moment I realized the villain is Suzy Eddie Izzard, I knew I would be going against the grain on this. The sex scene is a transcendent work of art on the same level as the sex scene from Buffy that destroyed that building, and serves as an incredible actualization of Larry Niven's 1969 article Man of Steel, Woman of Kleenex, which posited that sex between a Superman and a regular woman would be utterly disastrous and traumatic for said regular woman.
Here's the thing that's very clear to me: this is very obviously a raunchy comedy made by somebody familiar largely with Silver Age superhero comics, and his interpretation of an emotionally-stunted, obsessive superwoman reminds me a lot of Superboy Prime in concept. You may be shocked to read this, but 2.5 does mean I enjoy this film, and there are, in fact, several Ivan Reitman features I would easily place this ahead of.
Frankly, the writing is terrible, the performances are lamentable, and everything that happens in it is incredibly stupid. The dialogue threatens to torpedo this film on a scene-per-scene basis. But if you look closely, you can kind of see the idea, the vision that Reitman wanted to accomplish, which really, really totally crumbles in the final act of the film, with the exception of Izzard's utterly transformative performance, which as per usual is too good for this movie. Still, 2.5 means I enjoyed it, my friends.
But...who the fuck thought to trust this writer with Fantastic Four and Thor after this fucking movie? No wonder those movies fucking sucked.
"Please, I am not super. I am not a villain. I'm just a regular man like yourself with a thousand times more money, intelligence and taste."
alt. quote: "Girls all really stick together, don't you?"
alt. alt. quote: "Can I say something? Her boyfriend's a model, OK, a male model. I don't think she'd be interested in a guy like me."
alt. alt. alt. quote: "So, why'd you call me?" "Steve was cheating on me." "Oh, thank god!"
alt. alt. alt. alt. quote: "Stop calling me Barry!"
Watched with a friend for the first time since...like, the year it came out I think. I remembered almost nothing.
It really only takes a few seconds for a natural-born hatred of this film to set in. About the only thing it does right is the super hero having an alliterative name.
Here's the thing. Conceptually, there's a lot of things that this movie does that are good. The friend describing G-Girl putting out a fire idiotically, as she pulls some premium silver age bullshit...but all the things that this movie does wrong are constantly piling up every single scene.
Still...god dammit, this movie started winning me over at some point. The moment I realized the villain is Suzy Eddie Izzard, I knew I would be going against the grain on this. The sex scene is a transcendent work of art on the same level as the sex scene from Buffy that destroyed that building, and serves as an incredible actualization of Larry Niven's 1969 article Man of Steel, Woman of Kleenex, which posited that sex between a Superman and a regular woman would be utterly disastrous and traumatic for said regular woman.
Here's the thing that's very clear to me: this is very obviously a raunchy comedy made by somebody familiar largely with Silver Age superhero comics, and his interpretation of an emotionally-stunted, obsessive superwoman reminds me a lot of Superboy Prime in concept. You may be shocked to read this, but 2.5 does mean I enjoy this film, and there are, in fact, several Ivan Reitman features I would easily place this ahead of.
Frankly, the writing is terrible, the performances are lamentable, and everything that happens in it is incredibly stupid. The dialogue threatens to torpedo this film on a scene-per-scene basis. But if you look closely, you can kind of see the idea, the vision that Reitman wanted to accomplish, which really, really totally crumbles in the final act of the film, with the exception of Izzard's utterly transformative performance, which as per usual is too good for this movie. Still, 2.5 means I enjoyed it, my friends.
But...who the fuck thought to trust this writer with Fantastic Four and Thor after this fucking movie? No wonder those movies fucking sucked.
"Please, I am not super. I am not a villain. I'm just a regular man like yourself with a thousand times more money, intelligence and taste."
alt. quote: "Girls all really stick together, don't you?"
alt. alt. quote: "Can I say something? Her boyfriend's a model, OK, a male model. I don't think she'd be interested in a guy like me."
alt. alt. alt. quote: "So, why'd you call me?" "Steve was cheating on me." "Oh, thank god!"
alt. alt. alt. alt. quote: "Stop calling me Barry!"
