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Apr. 10th, 2009 09:25 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shapinglightThe Guardian reviewed Dragonball Evolution today. Transcribed behind cut, because the whole review isn't on their website. Surprisingly, given that the Guardian will usually only praise very grim Eastern European films shot in black-and-white (well, not really but you know what I mean) it verges on the positive and gets a whole 2 stars, which translates as 'not so bad you want to kill yourself,' or thereabouts.
'This film could have been a lot worse. Resembling nothing so much as a souped-up episode of Power Rangers, this condensed and Hollywoodised version of a popular Japanese manga mixes watery cross-cultural message-sending with the usual randomly assembled 'mythology' that seems designed primarily to sell trading cards. A chipmunk-faced teen must collect a full set of glowing red globes (with much innuendo along the way) to prevent some latex-encrusted goon destroying the planet. The cast take it all incredibly seriously, which helps; and the story motors along at a pace that - just about -forestalls the creeping boredom that normally afflicts anyone over 12 when they sit down in front of this sort of thing. But, in patches, this is almost funny and nearly exciting. Much better than a flying kick to the head.'
See? In Guardian terms, that's almost like saying it's good. And James is a latex-encrusted goon. Hee! Still have no intention of going to see it myself.
'This film could have been a lot worse. Resembling nothing so much as a souped-up episode of Power Rangers, this condensed and Hollywoodised version of a popular Japanese manga mixes watery cross-cultural message-sending with the usual randomly assembled 'mythology' that seems designed primarily to sell trading cards. A chipmunk-faced teen must collect a full set of glowing red globes (with much innuendo along the way) to prevent some latex-encrusted goon destroying the planet. The cast take it all incredibly seriously, which helps; and the story motors along at a pace that - just about -forestalls the creeping boredom that normally afflicts anyone over 12 when they sit down in front of this sort of thing. But, in patches, this is almost funny and nearly exciting. Much better than a flying kick to the head.'
See? In Guardian terms, that's almost like saying it's good. And James is a latex-encrusted goon. Hee! Still have no intention of going to see it myself.