Posts Tagged ‘Scott Pilgrim’

I had written a three-pager about the announcement that DC was moving ahead with prequels to Alan Moore and Dave Gibbons’ classic work, but honestly, there’s no sense bloviating about it.

Not about Alan Moore’s relative moral high ground when so much of his work is predicated on previously-existing characters himself, whether DC’s within its rights, as owner of the copyright, to publish what they damn please since they are in the business of making money, what Jack Kirby has to do with any of this, the ins-and-outs of creator-ownership contracts, or…any of it, really.

All this boils down to is: Don’t buy it. See? See how simple it all is?  (more…)

Most Dickishly Ill-Informed Comment:
“Scott Pilgrim — O’Malley flatters himself by borrowing the last name of Kurt Vonnegut’s ‘Slaughterhouse-Five’ hero — is played by Michael Cera…”
Actually, O’Malley homaged Canadian indy rock by borrowing the whole name from an entirely different source, but fuck research, right, Hollywood Reporter?

Most Minor Thing to Get Wrong That Still Annoys the Crap Out of Me:
“Scott plays bass in a Toronto emocore-type band called the Sex Bob-ombs…”
No,, he actually plays in a band called “Sex Bob-Omb,” as evidenced by Kim Pine screaming “WE ARE SEX BOB-OMB!” before they play a song.
(This is everybody referring to the superheroes as “The Watchmen” in Watchmen, all over again!)

Roger Ebert Achievement Award For Old-Guy Condescension At Something He Doesn’t Understand:
Oddly enough, this one doesn’t go to Ebert, who sadly has not posted a review (nor for The Expendables, which actually kind of surprises me).
Instead, Salon walks away with a two-fer, for Matt Zoller Seitz’s supplemental article “Scott Pilgrim: The End of the Nerd Ass We Know Him,” which seems to be under the impression that geeks, nerds, fanboys, whatever-you-wanna-call-them, only became a marketing demo over the last couple of years – and his mind is totally BLOWN to learn nerds  aren’t portrayed as the kind of hapless social maladroits you’d find in such recent fair as Revenge of the Nerds.

Nicest Review So Far (Non-Comic-Con Category):
“Its speedy, funny, happy-sad spirit is so infectious that the movie makes you feel at home in its world even if the landscape is, at first glance, unfamiliar…”A.O. Scott, New York Times

I’ll let you know what I think, since I’m actually catching a matinee at noon. Braak may have already caught last night’s midnight show, so…you’ll hear about it, is what I’m saying.

You should go make yours now.

(Unsurprisingly, Holland and Braak avatars both look a lot alike)

You seriously need to cool it with the awesomeness.

Because it’s only June and I am having a hard time waiting.

And also:

Because I do not yet have a PS3.

I am what you would call a summer movie buff.

I like the big, goofy, enthusiastic spectacle – often at the detriment of story logic or coherent editing, I’ll admit – that summer movies do well. And hey, sometimes you get a real gem in the mix. Think back to…what, 2003? Did you honestly think you’d enjoy “Disney Johnny Depp Pirate Monster Movie” as much as you actually did?

So when I see things like Jonah Hex’s dynamite gun, or Nicolas Cage: Sorcerer Supreme…I get a little bit giddy, in all the stupidest ways.

But then again, I got a little jazzed when I saw Ray Park as Snake Eyes, and we all remember how that turned out.

And with movies costing like $11 a pop now, we must choose wisely. Here’s the short list of what I’ll likely see:  (more…)

This Scott Pilgrim video-game – designed to look like an old NES side-scroller – may be what gets me to buy a new video game system.

Look at that background: That is straight-up the Ninja Turtles arcade game.

Which may have been the last time I was good at video games.


Attention Michael Cera

Posted: April 8, 2010 in Braak
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You’re going to be in Scott Pilgrim, and that’s great.  It’s going to be awesome, I’m looking forward to it.  I think your dry, understated, almost childish style of performance is well-suited to this, a comic-book movie about a 23-year-old slacker that sometimes dates high-school chicks.

But here’s the thing:  this is the last time.


July 20.

That is all.