Sweet Jupiter’s jelly beans! It’s episode 40 of the Four Color Freak-Out and boy howdy do we have stuff to rant talk about. Comics! E3! Xbox One vs PS4! And a little indie movie called “MAN OF STEEL”. Joining us in the jump seat is Kansas City podcast butterfly Trevan McGee so sit back, keep a fresh drink handy, and dig into to two hours of wall to wall nerdom.
And if two hours of yours truly isn’t enough, head over to KCUR this morning at 11:30 to hear me run down the sordid history of The Big Blue Schoolboy in film and television on Up To Date!
I’ve always found Zack Snyder a sort of conundrum of a filmmaker. At his worst, he’s like a rich man’s Michael Bay – perhaps the best fit out there for making the overblown, stupid films that Hollywood loves to produce; but at his best, he can come close to transcending from the mindless glut of his violent action films and create truly exciting cinema.
So the prospect of Snyder’s Sucker Punch, his first film that’s based on an original idea of his own, definitely had me interested. Would we finally get inside of his head to find a pure nugget of super-violent brilliance? My hopes were only raised when I heard the plot for the movie – five doll-faced 20-something women have to escape an insane asylum by make-believing the most absurd cinematic scenarios imaginable.
It was clear: Sucker Punch would be either a grand reimagining of the exploitation genre with a tentpole budget, or the worst headache ever.
On Wednesday night, Scene-Stealers‘ Eric Melin tricked me into reviewing YET ANOTHER Zack Synder film: Sucker Punch. At least this time he dragged the Cap’n into the mix, along with SS contributor Micheal Bird and Lawrence.com‘s Trevan McGee.
Take a few minutes to watch us try to come to grips with a film that couldn’t even live up to the narrative standard of “Janey’s Got a Gun”!
300 is the artistic retelling of the legend of 300 Spartans who stood against the mighty force of the entire Persian army, numbering in the millions, and held their ground at the Battle of Thermopylae in 480 B.C. Ripped from the pages of Frank Miller‘s graphic novel, the film, as Miller and Lynn Varley‘s original work did before it, celebrates the legend of the events rather than trying to produce a historically accurate account. And so I’ll judge it on that basis alone.