God help me I didn't enjoy Frank Miller's The Spirit

Seil · 01-23-2012, 11:46 PM

First off, whores.

Second off, I bought a new TV. I found a flat screen (Toshiba Regza) at a pawn shop for a bit so I bought it and I've been watching this huge back log of movies that built up last semester that I didn't have time for. Among them was The Spirit.

Now, I liked Sin City. Sin City was rad! You get a bunch of decent actors and make a good comic book movie with them. You mix in comic book elements, stylized sequences and good characterization, and there you have it.

'The Spirit' has a head on a foot:

And he monologues the bejesus out of everything. The Spirit does, I mean. In Sin City, Mickey Rourke was all like "BADASS VOICE OVER" and "BADASS MICKEY ROURKE." Spirit's speaking an internal monologue in front of the bad guys.

And on that note, there's one dude! Nazi Samuel L. Jackson! You've got, like, what, nine seperate beautiful women in this movie? Scarlet Johannsson, Jaime King, Paz Vega, Eva Mendes, three or four more? Let's run this through: beautiful women, stylized action comic movie, Samuel Motherfucking Jackson... (It's what the 'L' stands for.)

What went wrong?

01-23-2012, 11:46 PM	#1
Seil Super stressed! Join Date: Feb 2007 Location: British Columbia Posts: 8,081	God help me I didn't enjoy Frank Miller's The Spirit First off, whores. Second off, I bought a new TV. I found a flat screen (Toshiba Regza) at a pawn shop for a bit so I bought it and I've been watching this huge back log of movies that built up last semester that I didn't have time for. Among them was The Spirit. Now, I liked Sin City. Sin City was rad! You get a bunch of decent actors and make a good comic book movie with them. You mix in comic book elements, stylized sequences and good characterization, and there you have it. 'The Spirit' has a head on a foot: And he monologues the bejesus out of everything. The Spirit does, I mean. In Sin City, Mickey Rourke was all like "BADASS VOICE OVER" and "BADASS MICKEY ROURKE." Spirit's speaking an internal monologue in front of the bad guys. And on that note, there's one dude! Nazi Samuel L. Jackson! You've got, like, what, nine seperate beautiful women in this movie? Scarlet Johannsson, Jaime King, Paz Vega, Eva Mendes, three or four more? Let's run this through: beautiful women, stylized action comic movie, Samuel Motherfucking Jackson... (It's what the 'L' stands for.) What went wrong?