In 13 days I will be boarding a plane to a new place. Not just any new place, but an entirely different continent. I'm not sure if I'm excited, exhausted, or completely terrified. Perhaps I am all of the above. Whatever it is I'm feeling, it is a weird one. I feel despondent and earnest all at the same time. My gut is wrapped up in some sort of foreign knot that is begging to be undone but doesn't know how. I don't know if I want to write, read, create, get laid or scream. But I need some sort of release. Maybe it is a strangeness that comes from waiting. Waiting to be finished with goodbyes and have my feet planted in Australian soil. I'm going to assume it is the goodbyes that I am just ready to be done with. I have been saying goodbye to people my whole life. Such is the way of a child of divorce. You say goodbye to daddy every other weekend, goodbye to daddy's relatives even more often. And such is the way of someone that has been exposed to death frequently and often. I've said goodbye to four friends, all far to young, in the past four years alone. And such is the way of someone in the military. You meet, love, leave, and forget people in the blink of an eye. And sometimes you don't forget, you forge bonds with people that can only be forged by soldiers. It's an understanding that time, though not irrelevant, is in fact relative. Three months is not a measurement of time but a measurement of experience- the experiences those you connect with can have in that short amount of time. They are condensed but they are extraordinary. When I left home, left basic, left AIT...I still had the belief that goodbyes were always temporary, that I would see those that I loved again. Now, four years later I don't feel this way at all. As I say goodbye to people, I say goodbye knowing that it is quite possibly the last time I will ever see them. It's overwhelming. I am used to goodbyes, but somehow, these goodbyes are not the same. They're hard.
I have goodbye gut.
And it isn't pleasant.
Wednesday, December 24, 2014
Sunday, December 14, 2014
Oh Captain, My Captain!
Wrote this when the movie came out and for whatever reason it did not publish.
Hey kids,
This is Red, back for another rambling!
Let's talk Captain America: The Winter Soldier.
WOW.
I'm having trouble with this review for the simple reason that I just want to tell you to just go see it. So I'll keep it short.
1. This film isn't for the superhero lover, it's for the action movie lover; because that's what it is, a kick ass action film.
2. If you didn't like the first one because it was "to much like a recruiter's video", get over it. Captain America was created for kids living the nightmare of WW2, he's intentionally patriotic and I like it. That being said, this new one is nothing like the first.
3. I recant my statement from my RoboCop review about Samuel L. Jackson "just not doing it for me". There are a few roles I like him in: Jules Winnfield in Pulp Fiction, Elijah Price in Unbreakable, and Nick Fury. He never overdose this character and in this newest Marvel installation we get to see a lot more of Mr. Fury. Samuel L. brings it this time around.
4. If you didn't see the first one, you don't need to. This is a stand alone film.
5. GO SEE THE DAMN MOVIE. Seriously, go see it and then we can talk about the film how I want to talk about the film.
I'll leave you with this,
Hey kids,
This is Red, back for another rambling!
Let's talk Captain America: The Winter Soldier.
WOW.
I'm having trouble with this review for the simple reason that I just want to tell you to just go see it. So I'll keep it short.
1. This film isn't for the superhero lover, it's for the action movie lover; because that's what it is, a kick ass action film.
2. If you didn't like the first one because it was "to much like a recruiter's video", get over it. Captain America was created for kids living the nightmare of WW2, he's intentionally patriotic and I like it. That being said, this new one is nothing like the first.
3. I recant my statement from my RoboCop review about Samuel L. Jackson "just not doing it for me". There are a few roles I like him in: Jules Winnfield in Pulp Fiction, Elijah Price in Unbreakable, and Nick Fury. He never overdose this character and in this newest Marvel installation we get to see a lot more of Mr. Fury. Samuel L. brings it this time around.
4. If you didn't see the first one, you don't need to. This is a stand alone film.
5. GO SEE THE DAMN MOVIE. Seriously, go see it and then we can talk about the film how I want to talk about the film.
I'll leave you with this,
Coming to Terms
I started this blog with the intentions of filling it with movie reviews. Like a lot of things I start, I didn't stick to that. A year after I posted the reviews I came across this blog by accident, I had basically forgotten about it. That's ok, I am going to fill it with whatever the fuck I want to. I feel a build up of angst that borders writer's block lately. I am not sure if I am trying to write and failing and that is pissing my off or if I am pissed off and trying to use writing as a means of relieving that. I don't think it matters either way. On that note, I do not want this to be a rant bible of a hormonal woman either,a modern Xanga of a habitually immature adult- the world need not be subjected to that. (on the slim chance someone actually reads it).
As of late, my morbid fascination with most things horror has grown immensely, like a cold sore you can't stop licking. During a discussion with Michael Berry (Pluto from The Hills Have Eyes circa 1977, you know, the bald guy with no eyebrows) he said something to me that just plain made sense. Basically, people love horror because it is therapy. BLASPHEMY YOU SAY? With all the rotten shit we see on the news, that endless cycle of ignorance, violence, stupidity and the unthinkable that plagues media; we need something that ISN'T real to be afraid of. When we watch a slasher film or read a particularly gruesome story, we indulge knowing one thing is certain- we will survive it. At the end of The Thing it doesn't matter if Mac is the monster or not, when we close the final chapter of Pet Sematary it's ok that Gage had to die again, because we live. We go on about our life unchanged and slightly more cultured. There is no mourning, there is no PTSD, there are no scars. The rules are, it isn't real, so we may forget it. Or maybe Mr. Berry is all wrong and we really are a bunch of twisted fucks. There are worse things in life.
Like realizing you are a people pleaser. Today I realized this. Don't get me wrong, I like what I like and I do what I do and if you don't then move on along. But I also feel bad when I shouldn't, avoid confrontation at all times and quite frankly let people make choices throughout my day that they are absolutely not entitled to make. There is a fine line in life between strategically letting people have their way and being a goddamn push over. Most of my cognitive years I stayed on the side of never wanting to please anyone, but as of the past couple of years I have teetered toward the side of letting people steer my direction throughout the day. It comes in waves and usually involves men or my group of friends at the time. Today I took a moment to wonder, at what point in time did I go back on the life scale and let myself be subjected to what is essentially peer pressure? That shit is not my style. So today I will turn the page and remember to find that line and walk across it like a mothafuckin' balance beam.
I picked up a book in Barnes and Noble yesterday that was a 365 things to do each day that scare you type of book. Normally I find those types of things cheesy but I liked the idea of this one. A man I look up to as a mentor said to me "if it isn't scary, it isn't fun". To be honest, I am afraid of all kinds of things but about a year ago I decided that if I was afraid of it I would take it by the horns and give myself a chance to not be afraid of it. Taking on that perspective taught me something I didn't expect to learn- everyone else is just as afraid as I am.
Today I am afraid that I care what people think at times when it is not important and care very little when it actually counts.
Tomorrow I will be the only person making decisions for myself. Tomorrow I will not worry what someone has to think as I walk away after NOT telling them what they want to hear.
As of late, my morbid fascination with most things horror has grown immensely, like a cold sore you can't stop licking. During a discussion with Michael Berry (Pluto from The Hills Have Eyes circa 1977, you know, the bald guy with no eyebrows) he said something to me that just plain made sense. Basically, people love horror because it is therapy. BLASPHEMY YOU SAY? With all the rotten shit we see on the news, that endless cycle of ignorance, violence, stupidity and the unthinkable that plagues media; we need something that ISN'T real to be afraid of. When we watch a slasher film or read a particularly gruesome story, we indulge knowing one thing is certain- we will survive it. At the end of The Thing it doesn't matter if Mac is the monster or not, when we close the final chapter of Pet Sematary it's ok that Gage had to die again, because we live. We go on about our life unchanged and slightly more cultured. There is no mourning, there is no PTSD, there are no scars. The rules are, it isn't real, so we may forget it. Or maybe Mr. Berry is all wrong and we really are a bunch of twisted fucks. There are worse things in life.
Like realizing you are a people pleaser. Today I realized this. Don't get me wrong, I like what I like and I do what I do and if you don't then move on along. But I also feel bad when I shouldn't, avoid confrontation at all times and quite frankly let people make choices throughout my day that they are absolutely not entitled to make. There is a fine line in life between strategically letting people have their way and being a goddamn push over. Most of my cognitive years I stayed on the side of never wanting to please anyone, but as of the past couple of years I have teetered toward the side of letting people steer my direction throughout the day. It comes in waves and usually involves men or my group of friends at the time. Today I took a moment to wonder, at what point in time did I go back on the life scale and let myself be subjected to what is essentially peer pressure? That shit is not my style. So today I will turn the page and remember to find that line and walk across it like a mothafuckin' balance beam.
I picked up a book in Barnes and Noble yesterday that was a 365 things to do each day that scare you type of book. Normally I find those types of things cheesy but I liked the idea of this one. A man I look up to as a mentor said to me "if it isn't scary, it isn't fun". To be honest, I am afraid of all kinds of things but about a year ago I decided that if I was afraid of it I would take it by the horns and give myself a chance to not be afraid of it. Taking on that perspective taught me something I didn't expect to learn- everyone else is just as afraid as I am.
Today I am afraid that I care what people think at times when it is not important and care very little when it actually counts.
Tomorrow I will be the only person making decisions for myself. Tomorrow I will not worry what someone has to think as I walk away after NOT telling them what they want to hear.
Monday, March 31, 2014
Sabotage, The Movie That Should Have Been Arnie's Comeback
NO SPOILER ALERTS
Hey kids, if my last review wasn't enough to make you never come back we're already off to another!
So everyone is talking about Sabotage being a bust at the box office. Before we kick off this review let's take a step down memory lane with some other favorites that didn't quite hit it at the box office.
1. The Shawshank Redemption
-1994 was a good year for movies and this film had the unfortunate timing of hitting theatres at the same time as epics like "Forrest Gump" and "Pulp Fiction".
2. Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory
-Let's face it, 1971 wasn't ready for hoards of orange midgets and kids meeting their fate at the hands of some "sweet" deaths.
Last but not least,
3. Fight Club
-That's right, this movie has a cult following these days but when it first came out creators had a hard time marketing the strange piece. It's fight club, if you don't like it, get out of here hippy.
Now let me say before everyone crucifies me for comparing Sabotage to these cinematic gems. I am NOT saying that Sabotage is as good as any of the above mentioned, nor am I saying it isn't, all I'm saying is that it's a good movie that just so happened to not blow up at the box office.
Let's kick this off.
Arnold is the man. He's been my favorite action hero since I was a kid and I will always give his movies a shot. Why? Well let's be real, it's not for an Oscar performance or for a life changing experience.
It's because I can ALWAYS expect to be entertained.
Arnold is his own flavor and I happen to like it. Am I bias? F*ck yah, he's my dirty little pleasure when it comes to movies. And for more than eight years I was torchered waiting for him to get off the political pussy and get back to where he belongs, on screen, being the Austrian sack of muscle and goof that I want to see kick that bad guy ass again and again.
If you haven't been following Arnold's relaunched film career like the creep that I am, I'll catch you up.
Arnold has released two films prior to Sabotage. The Last Stand, and Escape Plan. These were NOT comeback movies! The Last Stand was the wrong kind of ridiculous and Escape Plan was all about Stallone (yawn). Now these weren't Arnold's worst (The first rule about Junior is that we DON'T talk about Junior.), but when you launch your career fighting cyborgs from the future, your fans want more than the defense of small town hillbillies and playing supporting man to ol' Rocky.
Alright, off the Arnold train and on to Sabotage...
Sabotage is the brain child of David Ayer. Who is David Ayer? Well let's see...he's only the writer of Training Day and Fast and the Furious. Oh yah, and he directed End of Watch.
What does that mean?
It means anti heroes with big guns and lots of baggage, it means an overload of what the f*ck situations, and means you won't know what's really going on until the last quarter of the movie and it all comes wrapped in a pretty little package with a violent bow on top.
Yes please.
This movie is not the Arnold we're used to seeing and it is not a light movie. It has the dark undertones we experienced in End of Watch and characters that are as morally grey as Detective Alonzo Harris is in Training Day.
Sabotage should have been his comeback.
There is nothing boring about this film, it kicks off from minute 1 and keeps pace for the remaining 108 minutes.
The Good:
This movie had an AWESOME lineup. To name a few:
-Arnold Schwarzenegger (Of course)
-Sam Worthington, That's right, two terminators in one movie.
-Joe Mangienello, Plays the big bad wolf Alcide on True Blood and was first pick to play Superman in Christopher Nolan's, Man of Steel.
We also see familiar faces from J.J Abram's Lost and End of Watch. Who might those be? Just go and see.
One of the things I liked most about this movie was the character dynamic. The characters did not have one set personality that they portrayed no matter what situation they were in or what other characters they were interacting with. They adapted, subtly and smoothly throughout the film. Also, the characters were realistic. The females were not glamorized, they looked like real people with histories of real problems. Were they bad ass, hell yes, Detective Caroline, played by the masculine and elegant Olivia Williams is my favorite kind of onscreen chick, bringing brawn and attitude to girl-world. And the men? They had beer guts, bad hair and every kind of vice under the sun. You could relate or at least say, "damn, I'm glad that ain't me."
This film was well planned. The tactical movements were on point and the action was not "big Hollywood". This film was not Michael Bay, CGI, explosions of epic proportion. It was hand made explosives and backyard firecrackers- in a good way. Everything was filmed to be as realistic as possible, I could see myself in each situation and it stressed me out. And the blood, oh, the blood.
I like a movie that makes me wonder "what the heck would I do in that situation" and even better, I like a movie that leaves me coming up with zero solutions that end completely well for me. Why? Because it stresses me out. I want a movie that takes me on an adventure I can wake up from when the heat gets to heavy.
That being said lets move in The Bad:
If a movie is going to go the realistic route, stay that way. There were a few instances that I can't delve into to deeply without ruining all the fun that almost killed my trance in this movie. A couple scenes were rushed and to blatant. Have a little faith in your viewers Mr. Ayer, let us pick up on things, drop small hints, make us wonder, don't shove big deal after big deal into one scene, we don't need it.
And finally, the Ugly
Holy Lizzy Murray, what in the name of crack did you do to Mireille Enos? All I could say was "This B*tch".
If this review is bleak there's a reason, go see the film. If you like action, violence and a good dosing of twisted, this film has 109 minutes of exactly that.
One last thing,
Arnold drops a one-liner.
Go see it.
Hey kids, if my last review wasn't enough to make you never come back we're already off to another!
So everyone is talking about Sabotage being a bust at the box office. Before we kick off this review let's take a step down memory lane with some other favorites that didn't quite hit it at the box office.
1. The Shawshank Redemption
-1994 was a good year for movies and this film had the unfortunate timing of hitting theatres at the same time as epics like "Forrest Gump" and "Pulp Fiction".
2. Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory
-Let's face it, 1971 wasn't ready for hoards of orange midgets and kids meeting their fate at the hands of some "sweet" deaths.
Last but not least,
3. Fight Club
-That's right, this movie has a cult following these days but when it first came out creators had a hard time marketing the strange piece. It's fight club, if you don't like it, get out of here hippy.
Now let me say before everyone crucifies me for comparing Sabotage to these cinematic gems. I am NOT saying that Sabotage is as good as any of the above mentioned, nor am I saying it isn't, all I'm saying is that it's a good movie that just so happened to not blow up at the box office.
Let's kick this off.
Arnold is the man. He's been my favorite action hero since I was a kid and I will always give his movies a shot. Why? Well let's be real, it's not for an Oscar performance or for a life changing experience.
It's because I can ALWAYS expect to be entertained.
Arnold is his own flavor and I happen to like it. Am I bias? F*ck yah, he's my dirty little pleasure when it comes to movies. And for more than eight years I was torchered waiting for him to get off the political pussy and get back to where he belongs, on screen, being the Austrian sack of muscle and goof that I want to see kick that bad guy ass again and again.
If you haven't been following Arnold's relaunched film career like the creep that I am, I'll catch you up.
Arnold has released two films prior to Sabotage. The Last Stand, and Escape Plan. These were NOT comeback movies! The Last Stand was the wrong kind of ridiculous and Escape Plan was all about Stallone (yawn). Now these weren't Arnold's worst (The first rule about Junior is that we DON'T talk about Junior.), but when you launch your career fighting cyborgs from the future, your fans want more than the defense of small town hillbillies and playing supporting man to ol' Rocky.
Alright, off the Arnold train and on to Sabotage...
Sabotage is the brain child of David Ayer. Who is David Ayer? Well let's see...he's only the writer of Training Day and Fast and the Furious. Oh yah, and he directed End of Watch.
What does that mean?
It means anti heroes with big guns and lots of baggage, it means an overload of what the f*ck situations, and means you won't know what's really going on until the last quarter of the movie and it all comes wrapped in a pretty little package with a violent bow on top.
Yes please.
This movie is not the Arnold we're used to seeing and it is not a light movie. It has the dark undertones we experienced in End of Watch and characters that are as morally grey as Detective Alonzo Harris is in Training Day.
Sabotage should have been his comeback.
There is nothing boring about this film, it kicks off from minute 1 and keeps pace for the remaining 108 minutes.
The Good:
This movie had an AWESOME lineup. To name a few:
-Arnold Schwarzenegger (Of course)
-Sam Worthington, That's right, two terminators in one movie.
-Joe Mangienello, Plays the big bad wolf Alcide on True Blood and was first pick to play Superman in Christopher Nolan's, Man of Steel.
We also see familiar faces from J.J Abram's Lost and End of Watch. Who might those be? Just go and see.
One of the things I liked most about this movie was the character dynamic. The characters did not have one set personality that they portrayed no matter what situation they were in or what other characters they were interacting with. They adapted, subtly and smoothly throughout the film. Also, the characters were realistic. The females were not glamorized, they looked like real people with histories of real problems. Were they bad ass, hell yes, Detective Caroline, played by the masculine and elegant Olivia Williams is my favorite kind of onscreen chick, bringing brawn and attitude to girl-world. And the men? They had beer guts, bad hair and every kind of vice under the sun. You could relate or at least say, "damn, I'm glad that ain't me."
This film was well planned. The tactical movements were on point and the action was not "big Hollywood". This film was not Michael Bay, CGI, explosions of epic proportion. It was hand made explosives and backyard firecrackers- in a good way. Everything was filmed to be as realistic as possible, I could see myself in each situation and it stressed me out. And the blood, oh, the blood.
I like a movie that makes me wonder "what the heck would I do in that situation" and even better, I like a movie that leaves me coming up with zero solutions that end completely well for me. Why? Because it stresses me out. I want a movie that takes me on an adventure I can wake up from when the heat gets to heavy.
That being said lets move in The Bad:
If a movie is going to go the realistic route, stay that way. There were a few instances that I can't delve into to deeply without ruining all the fun that almost killed my trance in this movie. A couple scenes were rushed and to blatant. Have a little faith in your viewers Mr. Ayer, let us pick up on things, drop small hints, make us wonder, don't shove big deal after big deal into one scene, we don't need it.
And finally, the Ugly
Holy Lizzy Murray, what in the name of crack did you do to Mireille Enos? All I could say was "This B*tch".
If this review is bleak there's a reason, go see the film. If you like action, violence and a good dosing of twisted, this film has 109 minutes of exactly that.
One last thing,
Arnold drops a one-liner.
Go see it.
Sunday, May 26, 2013
Let's Talk Cop
Evenin' horror fiends, sci-fi occultists, and all you other geek freaks, this is Red speaking.
I guess I should tell you a little about myself so you know who is behind the rambling. By day I'm a chair sitter in Army greens and by night I'm embracing my inner geek. I own more action figures than responsible adult things...like waffle makers, I have a growing collection of sci-fi and horror novels that I will never get through, and if I'm not watching a 1980's cult classic I've seen 101 times I'm writing stories out of nightmares. How's the saying go? "This is why I don't have friends." Embrace the weird y'all, here goes.
Let's talk cop, RoboCop. (No Spoiler Alerts)
Everyone remembers the overpowering, sometimes bumbling, silver lacquered roboman of 1987 (if you don't you're a communist).The film is desrcibed as being an action, comedy, sci-fi, drama that launched the career of then little known director and sci-fi ghoul Paul Verhoeven (the man that took us to Mars in Total Recall and showed us the ins and outs of alien bugs in Starship Troopers).
What you should also remember is violence. RoboCop was a bloody massacre for its time, our main man is torn limb from limb via semi-automatic weapons within the first 15 minutes of the film. Which brings me to the dilemma I had when deciding whether or not to see the new one in theatre or wait for video. 1987's RoboCop was rated R, 2014's RoboCop is PG-13.
I love mindless violence. PG-13 is not my style.
Then I saw the movie. Jose Padilha, my hats off to you (whoever the hell you are). Padilha accomplished some things with this new film that I had not expected.
1987 Alex Murphy maintained a fair state of seemingly content, happy-to-be-me, good guy charm that didn't sit well with me. I don't know about you guys but I'd be pretty pissed if I woke up less attractive than I started and shit baby food on the regular.
I wouldn't say I bonded with Peter Weller's Alex Murphy so much as I wanted him to win because Verhoeven gave us easy to hate, 1-dimensional corporate baddies. Even the other coke snorting minor baddie hated the big baddie in the office chair and lets not forget about pre "That 70's Show" Kurtwood Smith...eesh.
The 1980's were all about exploring new special effects and creating worlds people had only read about in books and bringing them to the big screen, I get that, 1987 RoboCop was a movie of it's generation. Where Verhoeven left out the intimate details, Padhila filled in. Our new Alex Murphy had a family we came to know almost as well as him, and all those questions you had from the first film (what's under the suit?) were answered in this new one. NOTHING was left up to the imagination. That being said, I bonded with the lead man and I felt his pain. There was no happy Alex Murphy, only an Alex Murphy learning to deal. However, Padhila did not sacrifice visual appeal and effects for emotionally drawing characters. The action was all there and the violence was right up to par despite the kiddie rating.
RoboTech has an all new presence with badguys you aren't quite sure you want to hate until you do and our favorite (at least to hate), ED-209 bots are back with a familiar but new, more menacing look as well as some new tech you gotta see. Our new Alex Murphy, though brooding and vengeful unlike our original, awesome but semi awkward robo, is just enough sleek to bring the 1980's into the future with an all new dose of kick ass and just enough classic throw back to keep the sci-fi occultist happy. Well done Joel Kinnaman you brought a depth to a machine and articulated one of my favorite characters well. And yes, you handle those future guns well.
Most of my complaints regarding the new film would spoil all the fun so I'll only mention one, I could have done without Samuel L. Past Pulp Fiction that is one actor that just doesn't do it for me.
I could go on for days analyzing these two films but I'll leave with one quick side note.
...Rorschach is back for RoboCop... and I dug it.
I guess I should tell you a little about myself so you know who is behind the rambling. By day I'm a chair sitter in Army greens and by night I'm embracing my inner geek. I own more action figures than responsible adult things...like waffle makers, I have a growing collection of sci-fi and horror novels that I will never get through, and if I'm not watching a 1980's cult classic I've seen 101 times I'm writing stories out of nightmares. How's the saying go? "This is why I don't have friends." Embrace the weird y'all, here goes.
Let's talk cop, RoboCop. (No Spoiler Alerts)
Everyone remembers the overpowering, sometimes bumbling, silver lacquered roboman of 1987 (if you don't you're a communist).The film is desrcibed as being an action, comedy, sci-fi, drama that launched the career of then little known director and sci-fi ghoul Paul Verhoeven (the man that took us to Mars in Total Recall and showed us the ins and outs of alien bugs in Starship Troopers).
What you should also remember is violence. RoboCop was a bloody massacre for its time, our main man is torn limb from limb via semi-automatic weapons within the first 15 minutes of the film. Which brings me to the dilemma I had when deciding whether or not to see the new one in theatre or wait for video. 1987's RoboCop was rated R, 2014's RoboCop is PG-13.
I love mindless violence. PG-13 is not my style.
Then I saw the movie. Jose Padilha, my hats off to you (whoever the hell you are). Padilha accomplished some things with this new film that I had not expected.
1987 Alex Murphy maintained a fair state of seemingly content, happy-to-be-me, good guy charm that didn't sit well with me. I don't know about you guys but I'd be pretty pissed if I woke up less attractive than I started and shit baby food on the regular.
Whoa guy
I wouldn't say I bonded with Peter Weller's Alex Murphy so much as I wanted him to win because Verhoeven gave us easy to hate, 1-dimensional corporate baddies. Even the other coke snorting minor baddie hated the big baddie in the office chair and lets not forget about pre "That 70's Show" Kurtwood Smith...eesh.
The 1980's were all about exploring new special effects and creating worlds people had only read about in books and bringing them to the big screen, I get that, 1987 RoboCop was a movie of it's generation. Where Verhoeven left out the intimate details, Padhila filled in. Our new Alex Murphy had a family we came to know almost as well as him, and all those questions you had from the first film (what's under the suit?) were answered in this new one. NOTHING was left up to the imagination. That being said, I bonded with the lead man and I felt his pain. There was no happy Alex Murphy, only an Alex Murphy learning to deal. However, Padhila did not sacrifice visual appeal and effects for emotionally drawing characters. The action was all there and the violence was right up to par despite the kiddie rating.
RoboTech has an all new presence with badguys you aren't quite sure you want to hate until you do and our favorite (at least to hate), ED-209 bots are back with a familiar but new, more menacing look as well as some new tech you gotta see. Our new Alex Murphy, though brooding and vengeful unlike our original, awesome but semi awkward robo, is just enough sleek to bring the 1980's into the future with an all new dose of kick ass and just enough classic throw back to keep the sci-fi occultist happy. Well done Joel Kinnaman you brought a depth to a machine and articulated one of my favorite characters well. And yes, you handle those future guns well.
Most of my complaints regarding the new film would spoil all the fun so I'll only mention one, I could have done without Samuel L. Past Pulp Fiction that is one actor that just doesn't do it for me.
I could go on for days analyzing these two films but I'll leave with one quick side note.
...Rorschach is back for RoboCop... and I dug it.
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