My son is really into just about everything right now. It seems like he has skipped beyond toddler stuff and become a full-on boy, running in circles, jumping off _____________ and even occasionally lightsabering our dog, Dodger. I bought him the lightsaber, so yeah, my bad on that one. Another mistake I made was securing a copy of Men in Black for him on blu ray, which came with a free pass to Men in Black III.
Now, I haven't shown him the original, but judging by the third one, these films are too violent and have waaay too much cursing (Tommy Lee Jones actually calls someone a piece of shit) for someone as young as my kid. I know, I feel like a real a-hole for coming at the Men in Black films for being too hardcore. In fact, I remember not liking the first flick (and hating the shit out of the second) for being too family friendly. But, dear friends, I was a seventeen year old d-bag in 1997. Now, I'm a thirty two year old father of one. Or rather, a different kind of d-bag. Times change.
What hasn't changed (at all) is Will Smith. This likeable bastard might be an alien as I don't think he's aged a day since 1997. Now, I'm not the biggest Smith fan, but I definitely don't hate the guy like some of you. In fact, I think his performance in I Am Legend was incredible. Now, my knock against Smith is he doesn't seem to mix it up enough. Way too many sequels (if imdb is even remotely trustworthy, we've got more Bad Boys, I, Robot and Hancock on the way) for the Prince of Freshness.
Speaking of too many sequels, I think we're all set with the Men in Black franchise. Men in Black III isn't terrible, but it certainly isn't necessary. The true highlight of the flick was not the aliens, gadgetry or even the legendary Bagger Vance. No, for me, it was the eldest Goonie, Mr. Josh Brolin. His performance as Young Agent K was fantastic. He almost single-handedly made this flick really good. Almost.
Well, I suppose we ought to jump off a tall building headfirst into the Yays and Boos, yeah-I'll-pretty-much-see-anything style.
Now, I haven't shown him the original, but judging by the third one, these films are too violent and have waaay too much cursing (Tommy Lee Jones actually calls someone a piece of shit) for someone as young as my kid. I know, I feel like a real a-hole for coming at the Men in Black films for being too hardcore. In fact, I remember not liking the first flick (and hating the shit out of the second) for being too family friendly. But, dear friends, I was a seventeen year old d-bag in 1997. Now, I'm a thirty two year old father of one. Or rather, a different kind of d-bag. Times change.
What hasn't changed (at all) is Will Smith. This likeable bastard might be an alien as I don't think he's aged a day since 1997. Now, I'm not the biggest Smith fan, but I definitely don't hate the guy like some of you. In fact, I think his performance in I Am Legend was incredible. Now, my knock against Smith is he doesn't seem to mix it up enough. Way too many sequels (if imdb is even remotely trustworthy, we've got more Bad Boys, I, Robot and Hancock on the way) for the Prince of Freshness.
Speaking of too many sequels, I think we're all set with the Men in Black franchise. Men in Black III isn't terrible, but it certainly isn't necessary. The true highlight of the flick was not the aliens, gadgetry or even the legendary Bagger Vance. No, for me, it was the eldest Goonie, Mr. Josh Brolin. His performance as Young Agent K was fantastic. He almost single-handedly made this flick really good. Almost.
Well, I suppose we ought to jump off a tall building headfirst into the Yays and Boos, yeah-I'll-pretty-much-see-anything style.
Yaaaaaaay!
- Okay, The Great Gatsby preview was awesome. I hadn't seen it yet.
- Hot chick in the beginning made me regret actually foregoing the 3D version. And she loves tongue.
- Metal tray between the legs? Brilliant.
- Josh Brolin. Josh Brolin. Josh Brolin.
- The jump scene was very cool. Loved watching the entire evolution of NYC.
- Nostalgia. Sure, I don't revere either of the first two, but the score and the titles remind me of my little brother. The original flick was one of those movies that he watched hundreds of times. I would come home late and he'd be passed out to VHS editions of either Men in Black or Jurassic Park.
- Listen, I'm an idiot. I miss the most obvious shit ever in some flicks, but I actually managed to foresee the ending completely. Still, I was floored at how emotionally satisfying it was, even if it was a tad cheesy. Fine. Super cheesey, but still. I even got a bit choked up (damn father/son dynamic - always gets me). Oh, don't you roll your eyes at me, mister.
Boooo!
- Staff Sergeant M. Brown. I like visors. I know, I'm that guy. What's worse is I own a Red Sox visor that's of the um, camouflage variety. Worse than that? Ticket Lady gave me a military discount (she didn't ask me, she just assumed). I sincerely apologize to all our servicemen and women. Had she had a better look at my physique (and hairline), I might've got the senior citizen rate. Goodness.
- Jemaine Clement! I genuinely love you as a person. But I kind of hated Boris The Animal. My bad. It's just Boris.
- Time Travel Device/ Electronics Must Go Guy: Why are you so worthless? You have too many lines to suck as bad as you do. Do we have to put up with this? I mean, can't we get a better actor? I know it's a small part, but I think we can do better than this.
- It wasn't even in this movie, but I want to give a decade late Boo to the Men In Black theme song. That junk gets stuck in my head for days on end. Here come the Men In Black... Gaaaaaahhhh!!!