What I’m Playing: A little a’ this, a little a’ that…
Like I said, it’s been a rough two weeks, so it’s a little blurry and nothing was out of the ordinary or primarily focused upon. Summary:
Settlers of Catan (Did not win)
Dragon Age: Inquisition (Still on first playthrough, still questioning why Orlesians are so friggen extra.)
Call of Duty: WWII (Smuggler’s fave. I play because I love him.)
Blocks, trains, trucks (Toddler’s faves.)
What I’m Listening to: Icarus by Bastille
Do you love angsty, beautiful pop music? Do you have an obsession with ancient Greek mythology? Then do I have the song for you! Icarus has been on all my playlists for about a week now, and I’m still not sick of it. It’s oddly beautiful, catchy, and nerdy all at once. *happy sigh* Take a listen below!
That’s my four for this week! What geeky things have been in your life this week?
Yesterday I had the pleasure of re-living my teenage years as I enjoyed the latest Pirates installment. I went in super excited because they were finally bringing back Will and Elizabeth! My two favorite characters, and the cinematic couple that set the bar high for all subsequent film kisses and couple chemistry.
Pirates, Ye Be Warned: There be spoilers ahead! I’ll try to keep the spoilers to a minimum, and put them further down this post after a quick review of the plot:
There are several intertwined plots to PotC 5, the most important of which is Will and Elizabeth’s son, Henry Turner, has dedicated his life to finding a way to release his father from his curse so that Will can come on dry land whenever he wishes and not be covered in barnacles, a look that only Orlando Bloom can pull off successfully. Henry gets in trouble with the law for saving a bunch of uppity naval officer’s lives, runs into a pretty girl who is looking for the same magical artifact he is to break the curse, and together they wind up helping Jack Sparrow escape dead men and Barbossa find the greatest treasure of his life.
Overall, I give the movie a 5/10. Fun, piratey, a good flashback to my growing-up years, and Barbossa’s character is fleshed out so well that he is now one of my favorite characters in the series, as far as character development goes. Definitely go see it if you’re a PotC superfan.
Okay, leave NOW if you want no spoilers. If you don’t mind them, read on!
I went into this movie with fairly low expectations, figuring it would be fun, and probably just as bad or worse than the last three movies were. Because I watched the first one just a few weeks ago, and I saw how good this franchise started out. Back when Jack wasn’t a drunk idiot, though he enjoyed his rum; he was always clever, lucky, and played the fool often in order to achieve his goals through trickery. (See the clip below for a refresher.)
The second and third movie weren’t quite as good, but Jack had already begun to devolve into a caricature of himself, with extra waving arms, bulging eyes, and talking gibberish. Alas, that is all he is in the latest film. In fact, other than the main “bad guy” having a vendetta against Jack that motivates him to become the villain, the film would happen almost the same way whether or not Jack was in it. Jack spent most of the film drunk, stupid, and being completely useless to the characters around him. In fact, I’d say his main contribution was playing matchmaker between the two new young characters.
I kept waiting for there to be a major turning point for Jack, waiting for his “Aha!” moment. Perhaps when he realized who Henry was, he would get excited about saving Will from his curse, since it’s Jack’s fault for causing the curse that ultimately spared Will’s life (one of Jack’s better moments of character, I think).
Jack spends the movie caring about saving himself from the ghostly Captain Salazar (excellently played by Javier Bardem, who delivered one of four main character performances I actually bought as genuine). I will give the writers credit for showing Jack’s origin story, and reflecting back on his days as a clever sailor, but once that flashback is done, we are left seeing a Jack that’s merely a shadow of his genius character from 2003.
It was a joy to see Will Turner come back, and I was reminded how much I love Orlando Bloom as an actor. His performance is so heartfelt and genuine that you can’t help but spend the entire movie rooting for him to be released from his curse, even though he’s got under five minutes of screen time. At least it’s better than what we got of Kiera Knightly’s return as Elizabeth – she wasn’t even allowed to speak one word during her (maybe) one minute of screen time.
The newcomers of the film, Henry and Carina, are fine. They acted the part that was written for them, and despite the “I’m a scientist and a woman, hear me roar” jargon that Carina was forced to spew every five minutes, the two of them were a decent addition to the cast. I think they would have been better left as being best buddies after this movie, as there is zero chemistry between the two as a romantic couple, but hey, I guess it’s a pirate story. The hero needs to get the girl, yada yada. And it works well enough.
My favorite part of the movie is actually Barbossa’s storyline. From the beginning of The Curse of the Black Pearl, we know that Barbossa is your standard pirate, obsessed with treasure, having his own fleet, and holding enough power on the sea to stay out of trouble with the Navy (or buying them off). He’s faced curses, switched sides as it was most convenient for him, and even though he’s often been the bad/indifferent guy, he’s always the character you can’t help but like. Even in the first movie when he’s the only true villain, you can’t help but feel bad for Barbossa. He really just wants to eat his apple, not turn into a skeleton, and keep his ship. His methods are definitely not morally acceptable, but the guy has obviously been through a lot and he still manages to keep a gentlemanly demeanor and attitude towards the people around him, especially Elizabeth.
PLEASE DON’T READ THE NEXT PART UNLESS YOU WANT THE ENDING SPOILER OF THE FILM.
DON’T COMPLAIN IF YOU KEEP READING AND FIND OUT SOMETHING YOU DIDN’T WANT SPOILED.
Through the course of the movie Carina’s motivation is following the map her unknown father left for her. We find out before she does that Barbossa is her father, and that her mother died when Carina was only a baby. Barbossa knew he wasn’t a good guy and couldn’t provide a decent life for his child, so he left Carina at an orphanage with her book map and a jewel to pay for things in the future.
Up until this point in the movie, we see Barbossa living the dream life of a pirate: he’s got his own fleet, a gilded command ship with gorgeous stained glass and his own personal chamber ensemble, loyal crews, sway over the Royal Navy, his own magician/witch, and the loyal Monkey Jack by his side. He’s not one to give up his hat; if there’s a chance to wear a fancy coat, fluffy hat, and gilded peg-leg, he will do it.
I did the math, and we can reasonably assume that he had to leave Carina a short time after the events of Curse of the Black Pearl, after being revived by Tia Dalma. This would explain his need to always accumulate, whether it be treasure, ships, or fame: Barbossa was filling the void left by his daughter with pirate treasure. In the end, he not only sheds all of his showy clothes and plumed hat so that he can save his daughter from peril, he also calmly sacrifices his own life to save hers.
Of all the things this movie did, Barbossa was one of the few it got right. His character arc is so wonderfully constant through the series and now given a reason for being the treasure-obsessed pirate he is, and perfectly completed by not only shedding all of his beautiful earthly belongings in order to save his daughter from peril, but his total sacrifice for his child.
(Let me tell you, this mama bear had a hard time keeping it together in the theater at that moment. I had a severe case of the sniffles.)
Dead Men Tell No Tales is worth a watch if you’re a die-hard Pirates fan, for Barbossa’s storyline alone. Will and Elizabeth’s (too-short) comeback is also worth a watch. Just make sure you stay until the end of the credits for an endearing scene… with just a hint of foreshadowing. (Because why would you let a franchise die after only fourteen years?)
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Note: It took me forever to finally get to a theater and see the new Beauty and the Beast! I was blown away by the reimagining, and wanted to share my thoughts here. If you haven’t seen it and don’t want spoilers about what’s new, you probably shouldn’t read on.
Also, you may have noticed that the blog has changed. Yes, this used to be The Disney Housewife blog! I’m trying something new that I’ll explain in a later post, and I’ll keep writing a ton of Disney-related stuffs, so please keep stopping by to see what happens!
Out of the live action movies Disney has been releasing over the last several years, I’ve seen Alice in Wonderland, Maleficent, and Cinderella, and I have to say that the new Beauty & the Beast far surpassed the others I’d seen. Before I get into it, though, here’s my quick-takes on the previous three I’d seen:
Alice in Wonderland: Forgettable. Pretty sure I fell asleep twice, because I don’t remember the end. I love the book, and I don’t even like the animated adaption much. (Love the world and that other people love it, Hate the adaption. That’s a thing, right?)
Maleficent: I was SO looking forward to this movie, and I was rather pleased with Angelina Jolie’s portrayal of Maleficent. But the overall storyline pulled a Frozen for me, aka took a turn in the middle to make an awesome villain the tragic hero. Can’t we PLEASE let the mistress of evil be, I don’t know, EVIL? It’s okay to like, and even feel sorry for, someone who hasn’t redeemed themselves by the end of a movie. (Like Dr. Horrible, everyone’s lovable villain!)
Cinderella: Cinderella is, of course, a goody-one-shoe, but that’s why we all love her. The film hilights good morals, and the movie won me over with the blue dress. Plus, even though Cindy forgives her stepfamily, her husband has the balls good judgement to exile them. Brownie points to Disney for fleshing out one of their most historically boring princes. Downside: Helena Bonham Carter as the creepiest fairy godmother no one wanted.
Now that those are off my chest… I went into Beauty and the Beast with low expectations, spending far too much of the movie thinking “Oh, they’re going to mess this scene up!”
But it was amazing!
Everything that was added or taken away was obviously given lots of loving thought, and favorite minor characters were fleshed out in a way that added to the movie without distracting from the main action.
One of my favorite things in the film was seeing the relationship between Gaston and LaFou. Everyone needs a LaFou best bro. Someone who will pay a ridiculous amount of coin to random people at the local pub just to cheer you up on a bad day. Someone who will offer you advice when you don’t necessarily want it, and someone who will tell you you’re horribly in the wrong, all while still loving you. Josh Gadd definitely impressed me with a much more thoughtful version of the endearing buffoon, one who realizes Belle’s dignity more than her suitor, and who has a conscience that guides him to realize he can’t support Gaston after he crossed too many evil lines.
And Gaston was so delightfully manipulative that I wasn’t convinced I’d dislike him much by the end of the film. In the original, Gaston is annoying and a bully, but he’s so transparent that you can’t understand why an entire village would rally with him to go attack a castle they didn’t realize was important until that day. Now he’s so good at disguising his true, vicious personality that no one, not even LaFou sees what Gaston is capable of until he’s already acting on his impulses. For the first half of the movie I kept thinking, “Gaston is too likable! How will they come back from this?” Of course, once he leaves someone to die a gruesome death because they were annoying and in his way… that did it.
But I think that’s why I liked this portrayal. Gaston actually makes the audience believe that he’s interested in Belle for more than being a pretty prize. At first he tries to relate with Belle about books, of all things. Really, truly tries. And tries to make her feel better when the townspeople are mocking her. Granted, this is all for his own ends of marriage, but he is so convincing, and so good at manipulating the entire town, that it’s scarily realistic.
With Beast, I’ll admit that I had low expectations after The Tragedy of Grand Moff Tarkin’s Face. But I was again pleasantly surprised that I never questioned whether or not Beast was real. He was just Beast.
And I love that he’s now good, and actually as nice as his staff keeps claiming he is. Beast isn’t a bully who has to be changed by a woman, he’s just battling a horrible childhood, years of depression from isolation and hopelessness, and a case of DAMMIT DON’T STEAL MY PRETTY ROSES, YOU THIEVES! (Come on, if you live in a castle and someone breaks in, protocol is that you toss people in dungeons.) He’s never truly mean to Belle, just annoyed that she’s there. He’s lost any hope that a woman would love him, so why even bother with breaking the spell?
Plus there’s the addition of Beast being literate and having a sense of humor. He’s not just won over by Belle because he’s impressed by her, they actually have things in common that they can bond over. And they even already have little inside jokes to giggle over when they’re an old married couple, like the “grow a beard” comment. #totesadorbs
And to top it off, I got a happy case of “Matthew’s back!” warm fuzzies when Beast transformed, and no one called once called him Adam. Win-win.
This version of Beauty & the Beast blew me away, but it wasn’t just seeing something I loved as a kid be performed by live people (though yes, my inner little girl squealed with delight a lot). It was seeing my favorite characters fleshed out to become more than characters with simple motivations and simple personalities, but the whole people that I grew up wanting and believing them to be.
[Note for parents: it’s a great movie even for kids, though probably not the super littles because there are a lot of intense, surprising or just darker-themed scenes, including finding out how Belle’s mom died. And for anyone worried about that hyped-up “gay moment,” it’s nothing worse than what was in the original film.]
In the middle of our first viewing I turned to my husband and asked “So, did David Bowie do this song before he died, or did they bring him back specifically to write it?” Because seriously, that song is full-on, Labyrinth-swamp-scene-headless-bird-weirdness. And it won’t get out of your head. Ever. We keep pulling Marshall Eriksons around the house, singing what we would actually speak to our son with the word “shiny” at the end of the sentence.
Phew, now that I got that off of my chest, I can say that I finally saw Moana….and I love it. (Other than the aforementioned song.) I love it because…
The music is addicting; even the background, non-lyrics soundtrack.
The Rock can sing, which is cool and actually quite nice to listen to. (Still figuring out how he fit that many tongue-tying syllables into that short of a time, because I’m going to learn it, dangit! #MusicMajorProblems)
The animation is phenomenal. I even noticed the torches people were carrying around, the second time I watched it, and it looks like real fire.
I plan on being the kind of grandmother Moana’s Granny is.
The chicken ends up being the sidekick, even though he’s almost useless and they make you think it’s gonna be the smart pig.
Mythology. I don’t know how accurate Disney kept it, but I have a long love of all sorts of mythology dating back into my elementary school days.
But most importantly, I love how there are two main themes in Moana, and even though they are somewhat opposing, they work together so well.
Theme one: “You can find happiness right where you are.”
They may have gotten the point across in the main crowd-scene song, but it looks like it takes all of Moana’s growing-up years to finally convince her of this. She has a longing for more, but she also understands the important role she has to play for her people. So, she puts aside her personal desires in order for the greater good.
Even with knowing her grandmother would support her, it takes her island starting to die to take her away from her duty in leading her people.
Theme two: You usually know your calling deep inside yourself, but it might take a LOT of outside prompting to discover and accept it.
You might be saying “Theme two doesn’t oppose theme one.” And you’d be right…. kind of.
In light of that Moana’s calling is to leave her people and complete a mission larger than her or her duty to her people, then yes, these two themes completely oppose each other in Moana’s case. She has the duty to fulfill the mission the Ocean has given her, and she has a duty to taking care of her people.
And in the end, she manages to do both: Moana completes her mission, by which her people are saved (I’m guessing, since the lava monster isn’t spoiling the sea and islands anymore), she returns to lead them (symbolized by conch shell on the stack of leadership stones[way to go to ruin the stack for your descendants, Moana!]), and helps her people return to their tradition and calling of being voyagers.
I seriously love this girl. True to her family, true to her people, true to her calling. And sassy as all get out.
I also have to say that I love Moana’s mother. She has such a small part, but it’s so important. When she realizes Moana is leaving, finally answering the call to leave the island, she doesn’t stop her. But more importantly, she helps her daughter pack. She cries as her daughter leaves, she obviously worries once her daughter is gone, but she realizes her daughter is grown and must do what she thinks is best as her people’s leader.
And that’s my stormy night brain dump, as I’m staying up, just waiting to see if any of these tornado watches turn into warnings-yay! Pray for safety in the southeast, it’s nasty over here.
Did you like Moana? Did you despise Shiny, or actually like the disco moment? Have you also been listening to the songs on repeat in your car? Let me know!
SPOILER ALERT: They successfully steal the Deathstar plans.
My apologies to anyone living under a rock since 1977, but that’s the part of the plot that shaped the entire Star Wars universe, and pretty much fueled Geekdom for the past forty years.
Much like the Star Wars prequels, sequel and that one WTF Christmas special, Rogue One is a mixed bag. But here’s what I loved: the bag is mixed exactly half-and-half. Not that I mean it’s a 5/10 stars, because I’d place it closer to a 8/10 on the Housewife Movie Scale. “Wow,” you’re thinking, “that’s a high rating!”
Yeah, well… the movie earned all eight stars in the second half. Seriously, at the hour mark, while sitting in the movie theater, I checked my phone and thought “Dear Lord, we’re only an hour in?!” And then, BAM! The plot turned completely around and became everything I ever wanted in a Star Wars movie.
Last warning about spoilers: This is about stealing the Death Star plans. And remember, from A New Hope: We never met anyone who helped steal the plans, and it was clear that many rebels died in the process. So. If you haven’t seen the movie, you’ve been warned.
THERE IS NO THEME SONG OR TITLE CRAWL
I was born in the nineties. I didn’t get to experience hearing the Star Wars main theme on the big screen, anticipate the silence between “A long time ago…” and the “TA-DA!!! Dum-dee-dee-dum…” that my parents did. Until last year, when The Force Awakens came out. That musical moment and title crawl was better than I ever imagined it could be.
And then, THIS crap. If you haven’t yet seen Rogue One, you will be heartbroken, like me. You see the familiar “A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away…” and we cut to a space scene. Bam. Straight to the action.
I felt like Sheldon Cooper being handcuffed before finishing the third *knock-knock-knock* “Penny?”
Directors, editors, anyone involved in this production: bad choice. Not only was it weird, it was also distracting. For at least the first 20 minutes, I was thinking about “Why wasn’t there the theme song? Who should get fired for that? This isn’t even Star Wars!” instead of paying full attention to the plot.
You can nap through the first half and still get the overall plot. I truly think that the slow-ness of the film’s first half is because there wasn’t a title crawl. No title crawl with background of main plot and characters = way too much exposition. Or maybe it was slow because the writers knew we’d be lamenting the lack of title crawl and inwardly calling them names? Yeah, that’s got to be it.
Look, we all know the original actor died. That’s okay. I’d much rather have had a close look-alike wearing a lot of make up and prosthetics than the cheap CGI face they attempted for this movie. Once again, the creators did something that was just distracting. If you’re gonna do a CGI face, you can’t have it look that fake. #Battlefield1HasBetterAnimation.
Vader is roomies with Sauron.
Apparently, I’m not the only one who started looking for a giant flaming eye at the top of Vader’s pointy palace. FYI, that’s not Mordor. It’s some other lava place.
Blind guy, Machine-Gun-guy, and faith.
Absolutely my favorite characters. I had no clue what their names were while watching the films, but I have since used The Google and discovered the blind guy is Chirrut, and machine-gun-guy is Baze.
Despite not knowing their names until two minutes ago, they are my absolute favorite characters in the film. I think it’s because of the stark contrast between Chirrut and Baze. The first believes in the Force, that it flows through him, that it not only allows, but helps him to do good, and that the Force is present and reachable in any situation. He truly has (pardon the pun) blind faith.
Baze’s point of view, on the other hand, is much more relatable. Baze seems to think “If the Force was on our side, our temple wouldn’t have fallen, and the Jedi would still be the peacekeepers. I’m here for my friend.”
And since I’m a Catholic nerd, I couldn’t help but think that these are the two kinds of Christians I tend to run into. The first is kinda nutty, super into their faith, believes that God is on his side no matter what, etc. Let’s just say that if Chirrut were a Catholic lady, he’d be going to every daily Mass while wearing a veil, chanting The Angelus under his breath ad nausem whilst wielding dual rosaries. (Okay, not a thing… except in the film Priest.) But you get the idea: he’s the friend who’s kinda nutty, but you can’t help but love how much faith he has.
Then there’s Baze. His kind of believer says “You’re nuts. What has God done for you? Yeah, he’s there, but obviously, he doesn’t care if we all burn.” And yet Baze sticks by his friend, at first because they had a common faith/purpose, but now out of the loyalty and love that comes from their friendship.
You can tell that Baze is amused and encouraged by Churrit’s faith in the Force being for him and in him (Through him, with him, and in him, anyone?), even though he gently mocks his friend’s faith. And yet, there’s something in him that wants Churrit to be right.
Watching Churrit’s final march through a hailstorm of blaster bolts, Baze’s admission that the Force was with him, and his final stand… I’ll admit, I cried. I kept thinking about the movie For Greater Glory (which you should totally watch), and Churrit’s chant of “I am one with the Force, and the Force is with me, and I am one with the Force…” is just like the rote prayers I’ve learned through my own faith formation. And when Baze’s faith comes back to him, his battle cry is very much a “Viva Cristo Rey!” moment. And to think, he may have never believed that the Force was with him again without Churrit’s constant reminders, just as we are supposed to encourage our own friends in their times of unbelief!
And then, of course, is the Rebellion itself. A group of misfits who can barely work together, who (as they admit when joining Jyn) have done terrible things, but are all willing to die for the sake of saving the galaxy. Their lives for everyone else to have a chance. (Martyrs, anyone? Seriously, the Star Wars ‘verse is one giant Christianity metaphor.) Going in to the movie, I figured not many of the main characters would make it out alive. I was right. And I love them for it.
The seamless transition into A New Hope. Spectacular. I don’t even have adequate words for it. And since I saw the movie just days after Carrie Fisher died, I definitely felt a lot of feels. *sniffles*
Obviously, this movie tugged my heartstrings, at least for the last half. Seriously, once the act of stealing the Death Star plans actually begins, it is just as good as the original trilogy, and at that point, far surpasses any of the other four films made since then. Watching the movie, I kept thinking back to my childhood, when me and my friends would play Star Wars. Our bikes were X-Wings, the tire swing was the Millennium Falcon, we all fought over who was Leia (we took turns and made up other girl characters, and I think I was Luke a few times), and we were all misfits, joined up with the Rebels to fight the evil Empire. Rogue One brought all of that back to me, which is exactly what a Star Wars movie is supposed to do.
+ May the Force be with you. R: And with your spirit.
*Sidenote, I personally wouldn’t take super tiny kids to this thing. Because seriously, almost everybody dies, and it’s really intense.*