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This blow hole
smells like the salted mutton and
sewer grog they serve
on board the forgettable ship in
this over budgeted tanker of a
nightmare. The director must have
been thinking, "Alright, everybody,
in this shot, Russell looks good
with his long hair standing next to
the main sail, and in the next shot,
Russell looks good with his long
hair standing next to a cannon, and
in this next shot, Russell's long
hair blows in the wind next to
Russell's chiseled face. I love it!
ACTION!"
Master and Commander: Far side of
the Earth showcases a bunch of guys
a
long time ago in sea-faring ships
that are about as interesting to
watch as a bowl of cold soup served
in a retirement home. First of all,
the title, Master and Commander, is
painfully redundant, sort of like the department of redundancy
department. Second, here's
something,
when you tell a story, try having a
point. Third, it flat out sucked.
I would rather watch a cigarette
butt not do anything on a sidewalk
for
two hours than this action thriller
that has awkward action and
absolutely no thrills.
Conclusion: Two thumbs right where
the sun don't shine.
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