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The HG2G Horror  #
Monday, 02 May 2005 02:52PM
I won't say much about it except (maybe spoilery but not reallyery):

  • The Guide entries look like some school kid's "my first flash project" (thought it didn't actually look bad, I feel it's a massive concrete signpost rooting the movie solidly in the early '00s, like the use of fractals in some 70's films)
  • Although they (Guide entries) are one of the good parts of the book they tended to just get in the way in the movie. Perhaps they come too often at the start and not enough at the end.
  • Often in the movie I found myself questioning whether the joke I didn't laugh at was just not funny in a movie context, or was it not in the book at all?
  • I liked Marvin (I cannot remember the Marvin from the TV series) but felt he was underrepresented. Shoved to the back to make smart arsed comments like a speaking K-9. Maybe that's all he is in the books. And I can't even remember K-9 at all so I should just shut up.
  • That said, I did actually enjoy myself. I was aware much of the story was missing but I didn't care.

We decided that maybe the story is best told and read from paper. I say this remembering very little about the TV series (except that penguin bit).

We also missed the start thanks to a moronic Gold Class attendent who informed us that the previews were on when in fact the movie was starting. I doubt we missed anything (Ford had just turned up with the beer).

On another note, the previous day we saw The Amityville Horror remake. Unfortunately as fans of horror movies, occasionally we see one that genuinely horrific instead of mostly funny... which just gets in the way of the fun. No sense of humour at all. Some excellent imagery and use of sound and better than most shityerpants moments. I suppose the producers knew we all knew the story an focused on the creepy factor. Average acting from most, although I enjoyed seeing "that pizza guy" (Ryan Reynolds) act like an asshole.

And again we are reminded of why we hate going to the movies with other people around. Other people, and their bloody talking. I suppose horror movies suffer more from dickheadpuntisis than most. We'd have beheaded him except we knew it'd just make his girlfriend scream the rest of the darn film. Gold Class is only mildly better.