Just for fun *waves*.
Honestly, nowhere near as terrible as it might have been with a very engaging first act. Both cliched and cheesy at times, the posturing and fighting is exactly what you would expect from such a project, but maybe lacks the grandiose scale overall that it initially promises. Fans of the franchise are as well served here as they have ever been on a cinema screen, at least.
It's all very silly. I wasn't expecting anything going into this really, yet still felt very certain by the end that I would rather be watching something, well....better. Fairly harmless, not too cheesy, but huge monsters have never been my thing. One plus I have to mention, was that I stayed awake for much longer than that other one with the fighting robots. Clearly, you should ignore me.
I was hooked by the time the opening narration from Lester Burnham was over. As the camera tracks down the street where Joe Anybody lives in the comfortable, safe, predictable burbs of white, middle class America, we learn that this is the last year of Lester's life and from beyond the grave, he is going to tell you what he's learnt about just what life should really be about. Too late for Lester, but not for us.
American Beauty simply…
At some point, and I'm not sure exactly where, Tarantino lost his cool. It was hard to spot because it wasn't for long, but by the time Basterds came along after Deathproof had been and gone, it was a blessed relief, if not an actual proper return to form. Christoph Waltz was a gem of a find there and here too, Tarantino wisely utilises him as fully as he should.
A revenge/rescue tale told in the way only Tarantino really…