Thursday, January 11, 2007

In Your Face, Buddy Cole!!

The title of this blog is fairly erroneous and primarily for shock value. Like headlines from the Associated Press.


Anyway...I was recently conversing with my good pal Buddy Cole over the telephone. The conversation seemed to be going well. Even if he did completely rip apart Bronco's. home of the best freakin' food on the planet. Okay, he didn't really rip on them. In fact he wasn't even really negative about them. I'm finding it really hard to rag on Buddy.


So we were talking movies, as we often do, and The Fantastic Four came up.

It was more than apparent Buddy wasn't impressed with the film. I told him it was a good "popcorn flick". You know, the kind of movie you see once, it ain't bad, but it certainly isn't as good as, say, Super Troopers. Buddy's reply was pretty funny, actually…"It had better be some good popcorn."

Well it WAS good popcorn. They use real butter at the Jordan Creek theaters. They also serve ice cream, pizza, and a wide variety of food. Oh yeah, they also serve Nathan's hot dogs. Yum. So IN Y OUR FACE, Buddy Cole!! Ok, I know that was weak…

What the hell am I typing about? Oh yeah! Jessica Alba in spandex! Mr. Cole, I don't care how good your popcorn is, that's worth the price of admission (matinee pricing).

When this movie came out, my good friend Ryan (of point/counterpoint fame, as well as an upcoming project to be announced in the next few days), his lovely wife Christa, and I all went to see this movie when it came out. My wife and daughter were out of town visiting relatives, so I was free to be a third wheel.

We hit the mall, and grabbed some food court grub. I could go on and on about this mall staple, but that's the stuff of another blog. As we were eating, we saw some guy we used to work with…CLEANING TABLES. He apparently suffered a bout of class consciousness and proceeded to tell Ryan and I how he was in charge of the whole operation. Yet he was CLEANING TABLES. I won't throw out names, but Chuck, come on. Have some dignity and act like you don't recognize us.

I'm having focus problems today. The movie. The Fantastic Four movie is based off of a Marvel Comics team of the same name. There's Reed Richards, or Mr. Fantastic. He can stretch. This was a pretty creepy effect, really, and makes you wonder what all he can stretch. He's the brains of the outfit, and is kind of a dork. Not much of a sense of humor, fairly dry and has the propensity to ramble using long words. He's the leader of the group.



Next up is Jessica Alba in spandex. She plays Sue Storm, the Invisible Woman. She is spunky, assertive, yet soft and loving at the same time (puke). She and Reed "had a thing". She is the brother to Johnny Storm, the Human Torch. Now when I was a kid, I read comics, and the Human Torch was one of my favorite characters. He was hip, funny, and always got the hoes.

Lastly, there is the ever lovin' Thing. Ben Grimm is a big giant guy like the Hulk, but made of rock. He doesn't like it, see. People think he looks like a monster, and it makes him sad. He and Johnny Storm get on each other's nerves and hijinks ensue. Ben and Reed were best pals. I'm not sure why, considering Reed's intellect and Ben's dimwitted approach to pretty much everything. Perhaps Reed isn't so smart after all, and feels the need to surround himself with embiciles to keep his self-esteem afloat. I do that.

So they all are on a space mission sponsored by the film's bad guy, Victor Von Doom (Dr. Doom). He also goes along. Whilst in space, they are all infected by cosmic radiation that gives them their powers/disfigurations. Long story short, Doom goes nuts, is bad, Reed, Sue, Johnny, and Ben realize they need to be a team to take him down, and take him down they do.

This was not cinematic history in the making. It was like watching the breezy fun of a mid-season replacement sit-com.

So why was it good? It was good because, while it attempted a little too much to be funny, it stuck fairly close to what I remember the comic book to be like. In the comic Reed was a nerd, but you liked him anyway. Check. Ben Grimm was cool and didn't take crap from anyone. Check. Johnny Storm was awesome, cool powers, and always irritating authority figures, and Sue was just kind of there. The movie had these things.

When you go to a comic movie, the bar should not be Batman Begins or Superman 2. The bar needs to be George Clooney's Batman. Why? Because EVERYTHING is better. I strongly believe that a comic book movie made about Iron Man trying to get out of his armor to go to the bathroom, but there are a problem with the servos, and he tries for 90 minutes to get out of the darn suit would be better than watching George Clooney in Batman.

The Fantastic Four had great special effects, and the scene at the bridge in the beginning was pretty awesome. Doom was a reject, but it wasn't the governor of California playing Mr. Freeze. Johnny Storm genuinely made me laugh.

Buddy Cole, do not relegate yourself to "movie snob". Do, however, go to apple.com and watch the trailer to the next Fantastic Four movie. That trailer was better than the entire first movie.

18 comments:

Anonymous said...

I have no problem with the fact that you like this movie. I have a problem with your attempt at totalitarian rule over my movie preferences.

I didn't secretly enjoy the movie but can't admit it because I want to impress Ebert and Roeper. I WAS BORED. I THOUGHT IT WAS DUMB. Poorly written. Poorly acted. Poorly directed. Who cares...I WAS BORED.

Furthermore, I don't set a bar by comparing movie to movie. I set a bar just above BOREDOM.

There are plenty of bad movies I enjoy. Johnny Mnemonic for example. I don't know why, but I like it. I can see it is not a good movie, but for some strange reason I'm not BORED.

I do have a theory as to why you like this movie. You are a sentimental movie goer. You like some movies for no other reason than you want to like them. The first Star Trek movie is an example.

I just got off of the phone with the Yancy Street Gang and they were also BORED with the movie. That's right, I read the comic. Now before you get started...I'm no purest. Make the changes from one art form to another. But I believe, and I stand by this, that when you make a movie you should avoid BORING the crowd.

When this movie came out I disregarded the horrible reviews and went anyway because I loved the FF so much and even with low expectations I was disappointed.

I love these characters. I love the special effects. I know they can do better than this movie and I did watch the new trailer and will agree that this looks cool. We'll see.

One more thing...it is a pathetic rationalization to imply I am a snob because I don't share your fondness for the distinct odor of crap.

Yours,
Buddy

Steve said...

This reeks of the same elitist mentality that causes people to say things like "Jim Carrey is over the top".

WE KNOW.

Was it dumb? I'll throw it out there, yeah, it was. But I wasn't bored. How the hell can you be bored watching this movie? There was plenty of action. You can slam this movie on many different levels, and I think boring is an absolute reach.

Boring is Dances With Wolves. Boring is any other Costner flick made after 1993. Boring is reading someone who is complaining about things that he says are boring, but really are not.

Sure I am a sentimental movie goer. I like to be entertained. I typically do not take my sad sack attitude into a theater and deem a perfectly good "bad" movie as boring.

Exerting totalitarian rule over your movie preferences is now something that is needed more than ever, apparently.

Seting the bar above boredom isn't a bad move, but it will make your experience more fun at the theater to set the bar at Clooney's Batman. Having been made by Satan himself, any movie becomes more enjoyable. Like Blazing Saddles. That ranks down there with Stir Crazy and Brewster's Millions in the crappy movie grab bag.

Oh, I am sorry, I forgot you liked Blazing Saddles.

Anonymous said...

You defend Fantastic Four and disparage Blazing Saddles. Up till now it was all fun and games but now you've got me pissed. You feeble minded, know nothing, boot licking, ignoramus. You ate a mole hill and shit a mountain and it is difficult to know where to begin climbing your personal Crap Everest.

I was bored because I didn't like it. I was bored because it was redundant. Is that not clear you petty little man or perhaps you should just send me a stack of pre-printed opinion slips to be submitted for approval by the GL Gestapo.

I just didn't like it. I tried to explain why and you start spewing the virulent bile of self loathing necessary to insulate your raging insecurities. You can't stand anyone whose opinion threatens to stagger the delicate balance between wrong and wrong you place on a pedestal in the holiest of holies of your synagogue of stupidity.

p.s. Bronco's sucks!

Yours,
Buddy

Steve said...

Bonco's sucks? You suck, pal. Here's the deal, I'm not sure how your man-panties got wadded up your man-gina, but for someone who makes generalizations over why a movie was apparently boring because it was poorly written, poorly directed, and poorly acted, you sure get awfully pissy. Maybe I would be pissy, too, if I watched Blazing Saddles 892 times.

But naturally, your sanctimonious tirade rivals that of any woman suffering child birth, that much I will give you.

You sound like a b!tch.

Anonymous said...

This from the skuzz who worships Chicken Fried Movie. Seriously, your taste in movies is as bad as the taste I left in your mouth. I won't go into details but I will say that you love the smell of man-gina in the morning.

Yours,
Buddy

p.s. Your daughter is ugly.

Steve said...

That's KENTUCKY Fried Movie. Of course, you can't get anything else right, why in the hell should you get that right? Keep dreaming, dick, the only taste left in my mouth was from your wife.

P.S. Better one daughter than 5. Your load not strong enough to produce some nuts?

Ass.

Anonymous said...

Sorry, I forgot my wife took a dump in your mouth. The problem is you didn't follow through on the "& die" part.

Good point on the nuts though. I see you're very proud of your boy.

Good luck in prison.

Yours,
Buddy

Steve said...

You are an idiot. I keep forgetting that 3 of the 5 daughters of yours are actually mine. I'll leave it to your dumbass to determine which is which.

Try not to play in traffic, nimrod.

Anonymous said...

I don't want to talk to you no more, you empty headed animal food trough wiper. I fart in your general direction. Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries.

Yours,
Buddy

Steve said...

Ooh, a Monty Python reference. Funny British humor that 13 people enjoy. Wow, I’m being taught a lesson and cultured all at once.

Stop while you are ahead, dildo.

Anonymous said...

That's why we're friends. I'm a dildo and you're a pussy. A big, fat, balding pussy.

Yours,
Buddy

Steve said...

Eat shit, you freakin' jackhole.

Anonymous said...

Up yours, bucket head.

Steve said...

Eat it, a-hole!!

Anonymous said...

Blow me

Steve said...

Ass.

Anonymous said...

FU

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