IMAX and I: Part 2 – Skyfall
Full disclosure, as stated in IMAX and I Part 1: We at Filmbalaya have been given compensation to write a monthly feature about the IMAX experience. This in no way means that we are selling out and are being forced to kiss some giant corporation’s buttock. In fact, the contract we signed states nothing about us having to say anything positive within these “IMAX and I” columns. So rest assured, all thoughts and opinions expressed herein will definitely be our own, be it good or bad. Now that that’s out of the way…
My last IMAX experience was a tad bit underwhelming. The screen was nowhere near being worthy of the IMAX name, and the movie was this psuedo-intellectual pile of poop portraying itself as a refreshing chocolate-covered granola bar. Please don’t dwell too long on that metaphor, it’s not my best.
Anyway, I was not about to have another bad IMAX outing. No, sir! Which is why, obviously, I opted for a different movie, as well as a different theatre, and a different companion – not that the last person who I went with had anything to do with how good of an overall time I had. You know I love ya, Tim. This time out, however, I went to San Francisco’s Metreon theatre, where the possibilities of being engulfed by a mammoth screen were more likely to happen. Having seen The Dark Knight Rises there I was familiar with the sheer scope of this IMAX theatre. I also chose the latest James Bond movie, which I thought was going to best fulfill my selfish visceral needs for both action and thrills. Turns out, thanks to my latest company, the action and thrills were to be provided in the moments preceding the movie.
It is my belief that having somehow already known that we were not going to be thrilled, or blown away with anything in Sam Mendes‘ Skyfall, that my fellow Filmbalayan, Calindra, would provide it all on her own. Having not been able to enter the theatre because I was holding her ticket I was forced to wait outside for her as she ran “fashionably” late (women and their fashion). As I stood there, biting my nails, knowing that the previews were probably ending, I began to get anxious. The possibility of missing what is usually my favorite part of any James Bond movie, the opening title sequences, was on the verge of becoming a reality. For someone who spends most of his time at the movies, yes, this anticipation was quite thrilling.
As for the action, that came as I ran (okay, walked briskly) into the theatre and had my brief one-on-one bout with my old nemesis, gravity. In short I tripped in the dark while trying to find my seat and spilt quite a bit of popcorn. If that’s the extent of life-threatening action and thrills to which my life has to offer than I think I’ll die a happy man. Just like the latest Bond entry, the mellower and more predictable things that life has to throw at me, the better. Which brings me to my review, which is actually more of a rant as to why I detested this movie as much as I did.
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Review for Skyfall and trailer after the jump. Read More…




















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