There are very few movies I've seen that left me with nothing critical to say. (Megan? With nothing critical to say? Can this be right?) Saving Private Ryan -- kill the speech to the grave & cut to him saying "Tell me I lived a good life", please. The English Patient -- yes I know the desert is desolate & beautiful, and war sucks. Now get the lead out. Titanic -- well, for starters, stop letting Leonardo read his lines from cue cards located somewhere over Kate Winslet's shoulder. (See? I don't have nothing critical to say.) But Lord of the Rings, while long (a feeling probably exacerbated by the fact that it was late, I was tired, and the air conditioning in the theater was set to "arctic blast") left me filled with nothing but wonder. See it.
Posted by Jane Galt at December 30, 2001 03:11 PM | TrackBack | Technorati inbound links