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It is a cool day, the sun is peaking innocently out from fairly sedate looking clouds and a slight breeze sweeps around us as we walk from the house to the Celica. A long while ago now, we made this same journey for the first episode in this saga and on that day, this day was predicted; and come true, it did.
The first thing I would like to mention about this film is that my dear friend, and loyal companion on this magical journey: the Robe had to watch the entire film underneath a light. These lights are here so people don’t fall down the stairs and cripple themselves, personally I believe anyone who can’t negotiate stairs in dim light is expendable, but at the moment this is not up to me. This has been known to happen before and usually does strike Mr. Hendy, aka. ‘The unlucky, but shockingly tall, bastard’, though it was I who suffered during Lord of the Rings, which I am still very bitter about.
I don’t want to be the one to dictate how Cinemas and other entertainment facilities should be run, but I am a paying customer… sometimes, and the current situation is just not acceptable. George Lucas and Lucas Films spent so many millions making this movie, perfecting its visual enhancements and special effects in the studio, working long hours to produce a true masterpiece. Only for this to then be ruined, in the eyes of some, as ‘stair lights’ temporarily BLIND those watching. The only advice I can give you is to obtain the blueprints of the screen you’re going to be sitting in, and plan to avoid those areas near overhead lights – not for your sake, but for the sake of film makers worldwide, who sweat blood to entertain us, excluding Steven Spielberg as AI was an abomination.
When you’ve already been pushed so far, it doesn’t take much more to send you ‘over the edge’ and this instance was to be a textbook example. During the heat of the excitement, the preview trailers, an employee of UGC; middle aged, male, receding, strolled in. That wasn’t the end. The main lights came back on and the sound lowered;
“I’m looking for a Mrs Tight”
he said. I bet he was, but there is a time and a place to find your perfect partner and this being neither, was not appreciated by anyone. The Robe did his back in trying to escape down the back of the seats and I fell down the stairs after the lights had gone down again cracking my jawbone in three places. All we wanted to do was feel the pulses rip through us with the full force of the surround sound when the explosions filled the screen, hum along amusingly in tandem with the lightsaber battles and admire the stunning beauty of Miss Portman – just being around her again was intoxicating. Unfortunately it seems in this day and age that is too much to ask for.
Mrs Tight. Bah.
I give this movie my highest rating:
2 stars
Article Written by jay
j666.16814.k00@ntlworld.com
The first thing I would like to mention about this film is that my dear friend, and loyal companion on this magical journey: the Robe had to watch the entire film underneath a light. These lights are here so people don’t fall down the stairs and cripple themselves, personally I believe anyone who can’t negotiate stairs in dim light is expendable, but at the moment this is not up to me. This has been known to happen before and usually does strike Mr. Hendy, aka. ‘The unlucky, but shockingly tall, bastard’, though it was I who suffered during Lord of the Rings, which I am still very bitter about.
I don’t want to be the one to dictate how Cinemas and other entertainment facilities should be run, but I am a paying customer… sometimes, and the current situation is just not acceptable. George Lucas and Lucas Films spent so many millions making this movie, perfecting its visual enhancements and special effects in the studio, working long hours to produce a true masterpiece. Only for this to then be ruined, in the eyes of some, as ‘stair lights’ temporarily BLIND those watching. The only advice I can give you is to obtain the blueprints of the screen you’re going to be sitting in, and plan to avoid those areas near overhead lights – not for your sake, but for the sake of film makers worldwide, who sweat blood to entertain us, excluding Steven Spielberg as AI was an abomination.
When you’ve already been pushed so far, it doesn’t take much more to send you ‘over the edge’ and this instance was to be a textbook example. During the heat of the excitement, the preview trailers, an employee of UGC; middle aged, male, receding, strolled in. That wasn’t the end. The main lights came back on and the sound lowered;
“I’m looking for a Mrs Tight”
he said. I bet he was, but there is a time and a place to find your perfect partner and this being neither, was not appreciated by anyone. The Robe did his back in trying to escape down the back of the seats and I fell down the stairs after the lights had gone down again cracking my jawbone in three places. All we wanted to do was feel the pulses rip through us with the full force of the surround sound when the explosions filled the screen, hum along amusingly in tandem with the lightsaber battles and admire the stunning beauty of Miss Portman – just being around her again was intoxicating. Unfortunately it seems in this day and age that is too much to ask for.
Mrs Tight. Bah.
I give this movie my highest rating:
2 stars
Article Written by jay
j666.16814.k00@ntlworld.com