Thursday, November 06, 2003

On the drive home I had planned out this poetic thing I would write on here to sort of describe how I feel, to encapsulate the stupidity and doubts I have inside, but now...I feel different.

I just got back from seeing Revolutions. And no, it is not Friday yet. Friday the day I was meant to see it, it is Thursday and I couldn't resist it I just had to see it for sure, so I shell out 8.50 to see Keanu. After seeing it I just have this to add:

If I didn't love him so much, really love him like I do, I would ask him for a refund. This would total 21 dollars I've spent on seeing this movie. The torture gets worse because I have tickets to see it again on IMAX tomorrow. Tickets I know I shouldn't have bought. To put my self through another torturous two hours watching this movie.

What a sham! A waste! I should have listened to the critics, it was just pure total bullshit. They kill Trinity and they don't even give us a good movie to make up for it. All through all that could make up for it was the fact that I kept saying to myself, you are one fine mothafucka, so damn fine, why are you there and I am here. Then, they cover up the eyes, in the one scene where he should show emotion, and express with those genteel things, they cover the eyes, is it a scheme, maybe he couldnt play the scene well enough with his eyes open? If I can't see those eyes, why am I even watching a Keanu movie? why? That's his one gimmick, Brad Pitt has his lips, Tom Cruise his angst, Keanu has his eyes. The movie was just total bullshit.

I had more fun watching him in The Devils Advocate recite about choice and volition and play off Al Pacino. I had more fun watching Uma kick some ass in Kill Bill Vol. I, there was more tension involved in that. It's just like Quentin said, they build it up so much and in the end it's just some animated bullshit and it just disappoints you.

I could say more except I still have to see it again tomorrow.

I am so mad to bits...

This is God's way of telling me it's time to let go of my obsession and to think freely. Free my mind from the restraints of the hype and perfection that surrounds keanu reeves and to just be me, my own person, the creation of me to be set free. This is His way of saying, its time.

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