Who?

eenie, meenie, mynie...mo!

Why the hell do morons take their offspring to watch a show in a cinema. You might ask "nothing wrong with that" not when your child is under the age of 1, wears diapers, can't walk, has a vocabulary of 2 words namely "mama & dada" and spends most of IT'S time sleeping. Notice the word IT, I won't even classify it as human yet...cause in its infant form it just eats, sleeps, shits and cries!
My otherwise enjoyable experience I had while watching I, Robot was marred by this inconsiderate couple that thought the Tampines Mall GV Theatre 3 was a overgrown darkened nursing room. Their brat wailed and wailed whenever the DTS surround sound speakers came into play. Hows that for total entertainment? Look, that thing they carried in their arms probably can't tell the difference between night and day much less what I, Robot's deep storyline and plot.
So why bother to watch the show when almost all the time your "shhh-ing" that thing to go back to sleep? WTH? I didn't pay $8.50 to listen to your baby-enhanced stereo speakers. I can't hear some of Willie's grippy one-liners, I couldn't hear what Sunny the reject NS-5 was mumbling, and most of all, Dr. Kelvin's understated dialogue got lost amid all the racket that demon produced!
ok enough of my ranting...let's go into I, Robot! WOW is the only word I have to say...combining a marid of ideals and fusing it into one single coherent movie is truly a feat in itself. I detected shades of the Matrix, Bladerunner, Star Trek and yes even the anime, Ghost in the Shell. Willie holds the whole show together to say the least. Without him, I, Robot would be just a SFX extravaganza, Willie gives a human edge to the whole show, making it believeable and ulitmately an extremely fun rollcoaster ride typical for summer blockbusters. Go watch it!
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