In honor of Pie Day, a nerd movie. It wasn't intentional, but, how I said before, I don't choose the films... It seems to choose me instead.
Eyes on the screen, I couldn't believe in what I was seeing. So many references, so ironic, so much fun... I haven't read the comics (I will now), but I'm sure Kingsman: The Secret Service is a nice adaptation. For a start, the director, Mattew Vaughn, was a co-creator of the characters, along with Mark Millar and Dave Gibbons. Researching about the comics and the movie, I found a 2012 article that announced the comics and the possibility of a movie. I didn't know about that until five minutes ago... And my question is: where do I live? In Mars? And I even say that I like comic books... unforgivable.
The movie is fun, fun, fun... My smile was bigger and bigger at each scene... untill the church part, when it becomes a violent vision of the world. But I shouldn't have expected less from Vaughn. We laugh, but we don't do it in vain: Kingsman is a very serious business, even if it is also a funny and smart one.
Colin Firth is always a gift, specially when we don't see him in the screen so frequently. His character brings so many references, the most precious to the british, as it seems, that I just wish I'd be smarter to get all of them - one example is his room with The Sun's first pages... so many irony there, I'm sure. But the majority just pass in blank by me. What a shame.
My eyes, my mind, my soul were happy today. And right now I just want to see it again, regretting that I didn't go to a screening in the xD theater last week. It must have been amazing watching it in the giant screen.
An observation: I'm more and more averse to people in movie theaters. For that reason, I see myself seeking the front seats more often. The problem is, lots of people now do the same. And they all must have a sense of solitude so strong that makes them buy a seat too close to others. Sorry, this is my stake in being a little crazy (a prerogative due to every human being). But in a time when the customers think they are in their living room watching tv, it is difficult to be around them. Today a couple seated clumsily behind my chair, with the guy putting his bare feet in the chair near me right away. A very ugly feet, I must say. I changed places to got far from that gross thing and I watched happily a very good movie. In peace (ok, maybe I'm a little crabby today... but that feet was really too much to a person that already lost her faith in movie theater's customers).
I'm aware that this blog is called One Movie a Day... but sometimes this number is multiplied. I love double and even triple movie's ehxibitions. And this saturday wasn't any different. After Kingsman, I saw the door to the other theater openned and decided for a double feature.
It was not really fair to watch Focus near Kingsman. The difference between both is bigger when they're close, more than it would be, I think, if I'd saw the two films separately. Course, it is enjoyable, witty, but all the time I thought how Out of Sight (1998) is so much better. Again, I wasn't being fair, maybe, but during the movie I got this persistent idea that Focus was reaching to be what the movie by Steven Soderbergh with George Clooney and Jennifer Lopez is: a smart and charming con man as a hero, the image and sound out of sync in some scenes, smart songs... At the end, nothing was different in me, except what I thought while seeing Kingsman. But it was fun, Rodrigo Santoro has more than two lines and it was also a good way of staying out of home in cleaning day.
PS: Fragments: The Fautl in Our Stars was with me while I was writing this post. Good thing that, the first time, I didn't cry my eyes out when with this story...Ok, too late now. Already crying (The eulogy scene... understandable, right? Better to end this post now).
Focus. Directed by Glenn Fiquarra, John Requa. With: Will Smith, Margot Robbie, Rodrigo Santoro. Writers: Glenn Fiquarra, John Requa. US, 2014, 105 min,. Dolby Digital/Datasat, color (Cinema).
PS: Fragments: The Fautl in Our Stars was with me while I was writing this post. Good thing that, the first time, I didn't cry my eyes out when with this story...Ok, too late now. Already crying (The eulogy scene... understandable, right? Better to end this post now).
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