“We’re not friends, we’re family.” Huh, where have I heard that before?
by Thom Yee
Honestly, it’s starting to feel a little weird that we live in a world where I can talk to my mom about Rocket Raccoon. At this point, I could probably even talk about Rocket Raccoon with your mom. We geeks are really getting spoiled right now.
So anyway, the original Guardians of the Galaxy did did very well with us here at GOO Reviews, but the farther we’ve all gotten from it, the more I’ve personally learned to… well, not to dislike it, but to not love it SO much. Guardians of the Galaxy is a movie defined by extremes, its most visible and memorable elements probably being its colourful comedy and its general wackiness, and though those extremes aren’t necessarily that surprising given that it is a comicbook movie, it still lacks some of the nuance that’s allowed the best superhero movies to endure (even as the most enduring superhero movies usually come across as far more sanctimonious and self-serious). That doesn’t mean Guardians isn’t well remembered or that it couldn’t or shouldn’t be your favourite superhero movie, but Guardians was the type of movie that left me feeling extremely satisfied at first but ultimately somewhat empty, like a really, really great fast food meal. Continue reading
To gambling, the cause of and solution to all of life’s problems
by Thom Yee
Manifest destiny is one of those concepts that’s surprisingly easy to throw around, even if we don’t all have a firm grasp on 19th century colonialism, because it’s so tempting to believe what we’re doing is right. What we’re doing is inevitable. What we’re doing is something we ought to be doing, something that will bring about the way things should be and, perhaps, always should have been. It’s a lot like gambling that way. It’s an act of faith.
Gambling is something you do at least partially because you believe it can help you to meet your end goals. That doesn’t necessarily make it a lot better or an easy thing to condone, but I think it makes it easier to understand. Continue reading
Hey! He did kill Han, right?
by Thom Yee
If you had asked me all those years ago in 2001 as I waited for the lights of our theatre to dim and The Fast and the Furious to begin if I thought it would be a movie that could spawn more than six direct sequels, I probably would’ve asked right back, “Who are you? Why are you talking to me?” I was hostile like that. And I usually didn’t talk to strangers. But if you had, nevertheless, somehow convinced me to share my honest opinion of the movie and its potential to grow into the powerhouse, box-office-ruling franchise it’s become? I’d probably say, “Pfft. Yeah. And the American people will one day elect Donald Trump as their first Nazi President.”
But enough with the misdirection jokes. Continue reading