This
past weekend I watched Hancock with Beastman and H. This movie came
out about five years ago and I like it. Well, I like about 80% of it.
When we were watching the film I told them that it is good for the
most part but that it takes a terribly stupid turn at one point later
in the film and that we can totally stop it right at that point and
that I'd explain what happened. We did just that and I saved them
about half an hour of bullshit.
Hancock played by Will Smith is about a superhero who is the only one of his kind. He is a drunk
loser that the public doesn't like. Mostly due to the fact that when
he attempts to save the day he ends up causing more harm than good
costing the city, Los Angeles, millions in dollars of damage. While
“rescuing” Jason Bateman's character from being hit by a train he
decides that Hancock needs a makeover. His job is a PR guy or some
vague shit that movies make up all the time.
When
Hancock meets Bateman's wife played by the ridiculously hot Charlize Theron she cant stand him. Or can she? Obviously there is something
up between the two of them and she doesn't even try to pretend that
there isn't on screen. Let me rant for a moment. There is no way in
hell she would be married to this guy. He's measly, he cant stay
employed with whatever the hell he does, and seriously, how in the
fuck can they afford the massive house in the beautiful neighborhood
they live in when he is struggling for work? Come on.
Hancock
is convinced to go to prison to make up for all the damage he has
done and he is there and its inspirational and the city has a huge
spike in crime because, oh, that's right! The only goddamn superhero
in the world is locked away in prison! Fucking maroons. So the city
is fucked, Hancock gets a makeover, and he saves the day. Now the
city loves him.
"Broverine"? |
This
is the point in the movie where I stopped the DVD. I gave them the
choice I didn't have. I feel like one of those Anne Rice vampires
that are nice. What I mean is that the nice ones, before they turn
you into one of the undead, is they let you cut your hair and do your
nails and shit before you die so when you come back you wont look all
busted for the rest of your life.
But
I digress.
The
movie takes a ridiculous ass turn when it turns out that Theron is
just like Hancock. They have been together for years and are called
many things throughout history. When they are around each other too
long they each get weaker. Sounds like my parents marriage.
Buh-dum-bum! She whips his ass in the middle of the city and her
husband sees and oh no there's a misunderstanding. Who cares?
Were you saying something...? |
Hancock
gets shot and I forget but some reason Theron ends up in the hospital
as well. He fights off these bad guys and leaps away making the two
of them stronger. Fuck the way this movie ends. I mean, it really
could've been a cool ass film until it did this.
4 comments:
What's worse though, this, or "My Super ex-grifriend"? I've had the misfortune of watching both in my life time. But they did both have Charlize Theron and Uma Thurman starring between them.
My Super Ex Girlfriend is way worse. That movie had potential to be good but it, just like Hancock, took a super fast turn that made no sense. They each have a theme of women becoming crazy as fuck with no real explanation of it. With Uma's film the change would have resulted in armies being used to kill her. She threw a fucking shark at the guy!
Probably indicative of how Hollywood writes female characters. Damsels in distress or damsels who cause distress, basically.
I have a thing called Bad Mamma Jamma on this blog where I find and write about bad ass chicks. I ran out of candidates real fast. Movies just don't give a damn anymore.
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