I wanted more Big Man scenes. Grandfather’s rampaging through the city, topped off by a salute to the sun, was my favorite part, being the most hilarious. The end: what the fuck? I can understand that this is a parody, but do you really have to swing that at me? Holy shit. I started watching the final scene with an air of confusion, followed by a realization of how far the parody had gone and accompanying laughter, I regained a silent sense of confusion to find myself wondering if I was still supposed to think it was funny, and finally laughed when I realized how poorly delivered such an outrageous joke was… but I’m of another culture, so who knows what I missed. The important thing is that I enjoyed it, and merely thinking about the movie has made me forget how my fragile heart collapsed under the pressure of my depression only a couple of minutes ago.
August 12, 2009
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