#September2012
JOSS WHEDON spits about ‘AVENGERS 2’ calling it “complex and difficult” and other jazz.
After Avengers, just let Joss Whedon do whatever the fuck he wants. Let him. He has earned it. He turned your skeleton of a script into the best comic book movie of the past few years. Now he should be given the keys and told to have the car home by…whenever the second movie is due out.
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JOSS WHEDON endorses JAMES GUNN’S demented take on ‘GUARDIANS OF THE GALAXY’
I have no fucking idea what it’ll take to make Guardians of the Galaxy cool. I really don’t. Thankfully, this joint is arrriving in a post-Green Lantern world. While watching the aforementioned pile of simmering fecaltainment on television with Rendar yesterday, I commented that at least GotG won’t be as bad as that flick.
James Gunn in talks to direct ‘GUARDIANS OF THE GALAXY, and I dig it.
Preface: I haven’t seen Slither or Super, so my opinion is worthless (even more than usual). Keeping that shit in mind, I think it is pretty swell that Marvel is bringing James Gunn into the fold. Thinking outside the box and all that happy horseshit.
Super: A Colorful, Violently Perverted Joy
Super, the latest from Slither director James Gunn, takes the superhero movie and splits its forehead open with a wrench. I went in expecting graphic violence and overall campiness, but Gunn takes you to the edge, lets you dangle, then shoves you off while he laughs and downs a Red Bull. He’s not trying to cater to his audience, or any audience for that matter. Several times throughout he lulls you into a great rhythm of “okay, this is what the movie is going to be like,” then he throws some dynamite in the works and sidles off.
Rainn Wilson plays Frank, a dumpy short-order cook who is somehow married to the gorgeous Sarah (Liv Tyler). He holds on to the two perfect moments in his life dearly: his wedding and when he helped a cop catch a purse snatcher. Unlike that dweeb from Kick Ass, it’s actually easy to believe that Frank is a real loser who thinks becoming a superhero is perfectly rational. He’s given this heroic impulse after Sarah leaves him for drug/strip club proprietor Kevin Bacon. And after the hand of God literally touches him. Seriously, that scene is incredible.
