![]() We’re then in a living room where a woman named Eve is butchering her husband to pieces. We’re then on the space station where ANOTHER Adam is butchering astronauts to pieces. We’re on a bus where a crazy dude named Adam is butchering passengers to pieces. I didn’t know WHAT the hell was going on. Epsilon had one of the wildest “wtf” first acts I’ve seen in awhile. Does Epsilon? Or did the writers move too far away from what made them stars? Zombieland had A-grade cookie dough ice cream running through its veins. I don’t care how great of a director you are, you can’t turn shit into ice cream. You don’t even give yourself a chance to get lucky if the script isn’t good. And Zombieland was one of those rare movies where everything fell into place. But because it’s so likely that a dozen things are going to get fucked along the way, they fall apart. It’s sort of like trying to direct a circus on top of a giant moving rubber ball. The producers can’t come in and fuck things up (which they do ALL the time). The sets need to be right (and not cheesy). The actors have to understand and nail the characters. There are so many things out of your control, that you basically have to get lucky a dozen times over to pull the movie off. That when a movie actually works, it’s a minor miracle. I have this discussion with people all the time. ![]()
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