Post by Anthony on Jun 22, 2016 12:39:00 GMT
a long way from Middle Earth: Warcraft The Beginning is a disturbing game spin off
Apparently, an alarming number of mass murderers (including the Norwegian Anders Breivik) have been hooked on the video game Warcraft.
Needless to add, many millions more people play it without any impulse to go on shooting rampages. Nonetheless, this film version, which carries a 12A certificate despite some highly disturbing imagery, should be approached with great caution.
As for the story, it’s a thoroughly derivative clash-of-the-species affair with enough orcs, portals, messenger-owls and wizardry to make both Harry Potter and Gandalf the Grey feel entirely at home.
All credit to the director, (the late David Bowie’s son) Duncan Jones, for whipping up some spectacular action sequences, but that didn’t stop me worrying as the final credits rolled that, to paraphrase one of the great practitioners of actual warcraft, Winston Churchill, this video-game spin-off had not reached the end, nor even the beginning of the end, but merely the end of the beginning.
Another franchise film, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Out Of The Shadows, follows on, neatly and quite enjoyably at first, from the last outing 18 months ago.
But the wit soon gets overwhelmed by a plot twice as preposterous as last time — which is like doubling infinity — ending up in a showdown on a spaceship with Commander Krang, an evil pink alien in the vague form of a really angry squid.
Of course, when your heroes are crime-fighting, bandana-wearing turtles, there’s not much point complaining that any of it is far-fetched.
And in among it all is a kind of love letter to New York City, which in its own corny way is quite sweet. But these ninja warriors must be approaching the end of their teens now, which surely means the end of the road.
Enought with the video game spin off they always fail Hollywood
Apparently, an alarming number of mass murderers (including the Norwegian Anders Breivik) have been hooked on the video game Warcraft.
Needless to add, many millions more people play it without any impulse to go on shooting rampages. Nonetheless, this film version, which carries a 12A certificate despite some highly disturbing imagery, should be approached with great caution.
As for the story, it’s a thoroughly derivative clash-of-the-species affair with enough orcs, portals, messenger-owls and wizardry to make both Harry Potter and Gandalf the Grey feel entirely at home.
All credit to the director, (the late David Bowie’s son) Duncan Jones, for whipping up some spectacular action sequences, but that didn’t stop me worrying as the final credits rolled that, to paraphrase one of the great practitioners of actual warcraft, Winston Churchill, this video-game spin-off had not reached the end, nor even the beginning of the end, but merely the end of the beginning.
Another franchise film, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Out Of The Shadows, follows on, neatly and quite enjoyably at first, from the last outing 18 months ago.
But the wit soon gets overwhelmed by a plot twice as preposterous as last time — which is like doubling infinity — ending up in a showdown on a spaceship with Commander Krang, an evil pink alien in the vague form of a really angry squid.
Of course, when your heroes are crime-fighting, bandana-wearing turtles, there’s not much point complaining that any of it is far-fetched.
And in among it all is a kind of love letter to New York City, which in its own corny way is quite sweet. But these ninja warriors must be approaching the end of their teens now, which surely means the end of the road.
Enought with the video game spin off they always fail Hollywood
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