Opening this Weekend
by Thom Yee
1×14: “River of Time”
I just realized that — in Rip Hunter, Carter Hall, and Kendra Saunders — Vandal Savage has three mortal enemies. That’s kind of a lot, even for an immortal dictator. And it fractures the story.
Like it or lump it, if you’ve stuck with this show this long, you should be able to overlook the flaws in Kendra and Ray’s romance, but with the way they just keep throwing it in our faces, it’s impossible not to keep picking it apart. And that’s a bad thing. The Kendra-Ray relationship is underdeveloped, oversimplified, boring, and unconvincing, and in thinking about it for as long as we’ve had to, I think finally I realized what the writing on Legends of Tomorrow reminds me of: Fanfiction written by an average thirteen year old. If you view “River of Time” through that lens, it doesn’t make the episode good, but it does help to make it slightly more acceptable. Continue reading
by Thom Yee
What if a child grew up without seeing Star Wars in the same way that society sees it? What if a child found far greater meaning in the other stories he grew up with? That child would be me.
I don’t get Star Wars. I mean, I get it, it’s not like there’s some abstraction that makes it hard to interpret or understand, and I can see how it’s vast array of post-movie product offerings — toys, books, clothing, ornaments, lifestyle accessories — have allowed it to become such a big deal, but I don’t get why it’s become such an all-consuming behemoth of an intellectual property or why it’s managed to gain fan warship at a level and with a reach so far in excess of any other franchise that doesn’t count the Bible or Dianetics amongst its works. Continue reading
WARNING: There be spoilers ahead.
So here is something you probably guessed about me over the last year and a half since we started doing these reviews: I have a teeny-tiny obsession with dragons. That’s partly why I love The Chronicles of Narnia, the Harry Potter books, and even Game of Thrones so much. It’s a bit ridiculous how much I love them, really, because there’s actually a small part of me that honestly believes they’re alive out there in the world right now (don’t judge; if you were as awesome as me, you’d believe it, too).
I loved How to Train Your Dragon. It was everything I ever wanted out of a movie and never knew I needed, which was why I saw it in theatres seven or eight times. It was harsh, daring, heartbreaking, mesmerizing, sobering, exhilarating. It’s in my top three movies, right up there with Tangled and Frozen. (And no, I don’t mean my favourite animated movies; I mean my favourite movies ever. Yeah. I’m that kind of person.)
And that’s why I got so ridiculously excited the first time I saw this.