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And here I dreamt I was a soldier
I hate commercials; I try to avoid them at all costs. I also hate trailers, because even the ones for halfway decent movies now run well past the premise and into the second plot twist, which seems to defeat the entire purpose of a first act. But I do watch The Daily Show, and I don't know what flicker of color or image it was that got me to look up from my laptop and turn the sound back on, but I thought, You know, this actually looks like an interesting story. World War II America, this clever, undersized, determined kid who's been rejected by five different draft boards until a German-accented stranger offers him the chance to help the war effort in a top-secret way—so who's he going to end up with? The OSS? The SIS? Some department I've never . . .
. . . no, apparently it's Captain America.
That's the best trailer I've seen in years. I don't even care about the mythos and I might have to see this film. It could have been a straight-up historical drama until things started glowing.
. . . no, apparently it's Captain America.
That's the best trailer I've seen in years. I don't even care about the mythos and I might have to see this film. It could have been a straight-up historical drama until things started glowing.
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I hadn't even registered there was a film coming out, or I'd have picked up on the trailer sooner. Seriously, I like that it didn't telegraph superhero universe! from its opening frames; that bodes well for its worldbuilding.
but the Captain America origin story is one of the stronger ones (I think) in comics. And one not retold 40 times by now, which is a bit of a plus.
I don't actually know much more about it than the whole super-soldier deal. The director was responsible for Honey, I Shrunk the Kids (1989), which is not reassuring, but my vague memories of The Rocketeer (1994) indicate he might know what to do with the time period.
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See, it's working! When does that ever happen?
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*I'm not over-fond of adverts myself, although once in a while I have to admit that they have a certain appeal and transcend whatever rubbish they're selling. I wish there were a venue besides advertising for the creators who put together a Polynesian, a Henry VIII expy, an ancient Roman, a 17th century Puritan, and a Viking (or at least the popular media's version of each) and sent them on a road trip. My father describes the television commercial one of the greatest American art forms of our time, but admits that this is in part because our era's television shows and mainstream films are so lacking.
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Whazza?
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It was a series of Snickers adverts from a few years back. I think the group were supposed to be in search of a Snickers "Feast" bar or something like that. I remember some of the segments as having no small measure of absurdist charm.
I'll try to locate them on Youtube later, and when I do I will post the link. For now, I'm going to take a shower and see if I feel up to playing a few tunes at the Liffey; I just did a transatlantic interview over skype, which contained amounts of transatlantic coughing, as it seems to be the season for such in both Connecticut and Belfast, if not over all the world.
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The Snickers Feast adverts, collected.
I find myself slightly disappointed, or at least dissatisfied, seeing them as a collective, although there are moments in them I still find funny or at least amusing, especially the one at the end where they're singing "Greensleeves." Perhaps it's simply the humour that's on me at the moment.