My small little bashing....

Rating: 5/10 (4 November 2009)

....comes late, and will probably not be read by someone. But suddenly I remembered this movie, which I was watching months ago, together with my 16 year old son. As we missed Star Trek 11, I was very surprised about the first few minutes of this movie, which are offering a high-budget science fiction action flick. This part was very well done, I didn't expect a movie that is taking itself very seriously and confronts us with a ready-to-use antimatter bomb. Which can be handled like an alarm clock. Not even the most courageous James Bond dared such a nonsense, but it was all made very well and fast and expensive, so I wasn't annoyed. But I cannot help to mention that we are as far from antimatter technology like weekend houses for everyone on Jupiter. Now, I know, this is fictional, and a simple H-Bomb would be too boring (and too big to carry in the handbag), I simply assimilated to the fairy tale.
Next, Tom Hanks showed up, and I wondered where this movie would go. Because there came such bored and numb vibes from him that suddenly I felt the inevitable need to sleep. Where the wonderful pictures of Rome and wonderful arranged interiors passed, my lids got heavier and heavier with ever scene with Tom Hanks. I assumed, he has a disease, where the face gets stiff, or he has had a little Botox therapy, that made every existing ability (even those small of Tom's) to act or expressing feelings impossible.
So I decided not to fight against a wonderful short sleep and let go for about ten refreshing minutes, until my son gave me a little punch.
After that little dozing, which is an approach I recommend to every viewer of this movie seriously, when I first saw that Blondie Ewan McGregor, I knew for sure he is the bad guy and he is in charge for everything bad. I liked this. It's nice for our children, and so the money spent is not wasted.
The first real fun for me was my beloved Armin-Müller-Stahl, who plays the bad guy (and should distract from the real bad and blonde guy) like he plays every guy and like every actor with such charisma plays his characters - as Armin-Müller-Stahl himself, with his Stahl-gray eyes and his Stahl-gentle Voice (in my country resynchronized by himself), which is his most powerful weapon.
That held me awake for the rest of the movie, waiting for Armins next appearance.
The ending was absolute unbelievable for me, and I wondered why not the others were jumping up from their seats and throw foul eggs onto the screen. Then I realized that nobody goes to the cinema with foul eggs. But at least....maybe one person except me could remember, that "little boy" destroyed Hiroshima from about 600m meters altitude; this height was found ideal to kill as many people as possible. In a distance of about 4 Kilometers from detonation point trees caught fire, and so on... And there is someone who wants to tell me that this antimatter bomb was so, so dangerous ? A fairy tale, all right. I'm a SF-Fan, and so I will not blame the makers for their efforts to make cash with nonsense; most cash in the world is made so.
At least, I told myself later, there were nice impressions of Rome. A little expensive for a postcard, but never mind. My son enjoyed it. Maybe next year we visit Vatican together....