400 Years of Entertainment
Yesterday we spanned 400 years of entertainment, both tragedy and comedy. It began with a late morning showing of "The Watchmen." I must say that I thoroughly enjoyed the movie. I was going to say that I have a bias since I have read the story beforehand, but having enjoyed the book does not necessarily mean that I will automatically love the movie. The case in point would be "Jurassic Park" where I absolutely loved the book and absolutely hated the movie. In this case, however, I watched the "Watchmen" with the giddy glee of a fanboy. I loved the way the movie captured the spirit of the graphic novel/series. Even the slight tweaking of the ending didn't faze me all that much. It could have been handled just a little differently, but now I'm really treading on internet fanboy territory. I didn't find it overly sexual nor violent compared to the other stuff that Hollywood has sent us. I thought it was very appropriate for the overall tone of the movie. I was not distracted by Dr Manhattan's wang either. I found it more comparable to DiVinci's Vitruvian Man
than to Ron Jeremy. Bottom line is that I would rate this 4/4 salmon on the Bear Scale. I should also mention that we got a nice little furmeet out of the movie. We managed to meet 2 new furs plus a fur-friendly boyfriend. It's always great to get more furs into the fold!
Right after the movie and a lunch at Fudd's, Kitty and I headed over to the university for a performance of Shakespeare's "Comedy of Errors." While I love to raise a pinky and say that we are cultured people, I must say that we threw in the towel and only watched half of the performance. The acting was good and we could follow the plot, but sitting through the old English of Shakespearean theater just didn't cut it for us. I kept thinking, "Why am I sitting here listening to this?!?" Shakespeare is supposed to be so awesome, but I was literally bored to tears. I love his stories especially when adapted for modern audiences, but to keep the old language just seemed stupid to me. Please don't hit me, just_the_ash
*lol*. I sound like a high school student complaining that he has to read a Shakespeare play and finds the language stupid because it's hard to interpret. Well...maybe it is! Maybe there's a certain pretentiousness of English teachers who might swoon at the complexity of the language, but is it that important to the average Joe? Sure, it was an intellectual exercise to go through "Romeo and Juliet" and "Julius Caesar" and fully understand what was being written, but how does that apply to the modern age when one is attending plays and movies for the shear entertainment of it. I love going to movies that make me think, but not if the filmmaker goes TOO deep where only he/she can appreciate the work. Usually then you are treated as inferior because, "You don't get it! (i.e. don't understand)." So, long story short, Kitty and I looked at one another at intermission and said, "Let's get the hell out of here!" What was amusing was that we were not alone. Quite a few people headed for the exits. I guess we are just uncouth, doomed to find entertainment in such pedestrian media such as movies and television.