May 9th, 2007
I’m just saying that if you were to find yourself at work, trying desperately to avoid writing, you could do worse as a distraction than sifting through the Alexandra DuPont archives. DuPont is what people pretend Pauline Kael was. Only smarter. And funnier.
Favorite tidbits include:
From a review of The Mummy:
The plot is straight out of an old Hollywood serial: A ragtag bunch of adventurers in 1930s Egypt accidentally unleash an undead, nigh-invulnerable, utterly evil Egyptian priest. Then they spend the rest of the movie trying to kill him.
And there’s this, from a review of the first X-Men:
THINGS I LIKED ABOUT “X-MEN”: . . .
The interplay between Logan, Cyclops (James Mardsen) and Jean Grey (Famke Janssen). A romantic triangle, just like in the comics — only without the I-speak-in-pseudo-erudite-paragraphs-even-as-I’m-flying-across-the-room-to-hit-you stylings of writer Chris Clairemont.
(Parenthetical remark w/r/t geek purists and C. Clairemont defenders: I’ll try to resist a profound urge to swing a Fungo bat at anyone who tells me that Magneto’s mutant-conversion-machine in this movie is dumber than anything in the comics. I read me some “Classic X-Men” comics in preparation for this film, and in one of them, our heroes found themselves aided by leprechauns. That’s right, leprechauns.)
That’s right: THAT JUST HAPPENED.
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