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They have finally arrived:
Spider-Man 3
Shrek 3
Pirates of the Caribbean 3
Three prime examples of the Hollywood circus. Movies that say absolutely nothing, movies that lack any sense of direction, and movies that desperately struggle to outdo their predecessors—and in doing so, outdo one another. They are films that attempt to cram every possible visual onto the screen at once, pushing the camera to its absolute limit just to capture everything, completely disregarding the sensory overload forced upon the viewer. These are movies without an audience; they are merely sponges designed to soak up cash.
In other words, the true cinematic killers we were raised on and what we have come to expect.
Utterly insignificant, these films play a very simple game: break every record at any cost. They aim to grab 90% of their total revenue on opening day by using cheap emotional tricks and sheer momentum, all to secure enough capital to birth their next offspring. This is how they feed; this is how they are born. Their "soul"—everything a film once meant for culture—has been traded away for box office returns.
Everyone will flock to see them, even though we already know exactly what happens; we can see the plot from start to finish. Within a month, they will be forgotten, and then the Transformers sequels and such will be arriving.
While you are watching the new Pirates, enjoy the unbearable fireworks and the barrage of special effects and scenes you won't even be able to follow. All you'll be able to mutter is "wow!"
Spider-Man 3
Shrek 3
Pirates of the Caribbean 3
Three prime examples of the Hollywood circus. Movies that say absolutely nothing, movies that lack any sense of direction, and movies that desperately struggle to outdo their predecessors—and in doing so, outdo one another. They are films that attempt to cram every possible visual onto the screen at once, pushing the camera to its absolute limit just to capture everything, completely disregarding the sensory overload forced upon the viewer. These are movies without an audience; they are merely sponges designed to soak up cash.
In other words, the true cinematic killers we were raised on and what we have come to expect.
Utterly insignificant, these films play a very simple game: break every record at any cost. They aim to grab 90% of their total revenue on opening day by using cheap emotional tricks and sheer momentum, all to secure enough capital to birth their next offspring. This is how they feed; this is how they are born. Their "soul"—everything a film once meant for culture—has been traded away for box office returns.
Everyone will flock to see them, even though we already know exactly what happens; we can see the plot from start to finish. Within a month, they will be forgotten, and then the Transformers sequels and such will be arriving.
While you are watching the new Pirates, enjoy the unbearable fireworks and the barrage of special effects and scenes you won't even be able to follow. All you'll be able to mutter is "wow!"